Have you doctored this moment enough to tire even you?
What fantasies, what epics, we have brought to sensationalize this day.
Do we never stop noticing something missing, so that
the ever present allowance can be spent?
You have never been left standing, in all your life.
Though it may please you to tell it.
What would you be without that delicious tale?
Not standing outside the tribe, not cast aside.
Slip under the fence into someone else's pasture.
Stand knee deep in their hay and be glad.
What is neither here nor there is it.
Is it so complicated?
What fantasies, what epics, we have brought to sensationalize this day.
Do we never stop noticing something missing, so that
the ever present allowance can be spent?
You have never been left standing, in all your life.
Though it may please you to tell it.
What would you be without that delicious tale?
Not standing outside the tribe, not cast aside.
Slip under the fence into someone else's pasture.
Stand knee deep in their hay and be glad.
What is neither here nor there is it.
Is it so complicated?
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