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And now, hold your breath:

here comes the weary season’s bumper crop: 


little corn deities with big ears

climbing down the ladder.


Not exactly one for everyone one of us


but thick as summer leaves

mostly eager, somewhat melancholy, 


cautiously hopeful about their purpose


that must be us, who don’t believe in them.




III


It’s fairly obvious to those of us 

who think about these things


that we exist;

We can’t demonstrate ourselves if 


asked for evidence


but we know how to kick

the side of a desk


and come away smarting.

Most everyone would agree


pain equals existence;


whatever else you say about 

non-existence it doesn’t hurt


and that is perhaps the reason


so many people choose to suffer.

But all it takes is a quick moment


of knowing when the small kin

are hanging around like luminous gnats 


longing to fulfill their guardian task


and you offer yourself to them

believing in them or not because surrender





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