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Mar 2016
If I but
get up
out of my chair and leave,
I will have defied
natures will:
"do nothing,
and let me cover you with moss."

So I will leave my chair, desk, and house,
defying nature.

But if I
leave everything, and go to nature
as a willing and feverishly searching servant,
have I defied it,
or obeyed it?
I wanted to use strong "T" sounds to recreate what I think sounds like rain falling from leaves of a forest.
Erik Jon Jensen
Written by
Erik Jon Jensen  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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