 
					The Wildebeest
They primp and preen and chant their own names
					While straining to be seen by those straining to be noticed
					And become their own universe and laws of physics.
					I. Ego. Inanis.
					As there is no satisfaction in the comfort of extravagance,
					I simply choose to run down the wildebeest.
They doubt and whine and obsess over trifles
					While planning for extravagance with others planning for excess
					And debate incessantly the meaning of inconsequential lives.
					Me. Meus. Perditus.
					As we cannot survive the miasma of opulence,
					I simply choose to run down the wildebeest.
They are paralyzed at every fork
					While stuck in the mud of rumination
					And are unhappy because they are not happier.
					Vacuous. Imperfectus.
					As mine did well for a thousand generations
					I simply choose to run down the wildebeest. 
They choose comfort above life
					While complaining that they got no further 
					And are incredulous when their excuses result in no audience, much less gain.
					excusatio non petita accusatio manifesta
					With persistence and without excuses 
					I simply choose to rise again and run down the wildebeest. 
The Divisor
Ancestors knew fingers, not exponents
					So could not count the stars
					Grandmothers saw no space between atoms
					So could not conceive of their numbers
					Infinity immeasurable, she told him he was simply one of the whole
					One over one is one
					Counting to compare
					Half then half then half again
					Until infinity appears
His priest could count sins and his preacher the years since the great flood
					They solidified their status with numbers
					Declaring that life had a singular meaning
					So he declared himself the dividend
					While they manipulated the divisor with skill
					One over exact is certainty
					Counting to pull the cave walls in around you
					Double then double then double again
					Until infinity blossoms
He observes through the opacity of ten fingers
					So cannot grasp the truly boundless
					He dies during a slow journey around a single star
					So cannot grasp timelessness
					A spot colossal, a flash an eon, an obstacle his undoing
					Over and over he counts to one and takes pride in his ignorance
					Counting galaxies with fingers is futile
					Expand then expand then expand again
					Until you know the immeasurable
The helix halves then doubles without counting,
					Manufacturing manufacturers forever
					Stars explode and recombine along the Mobius strip without pause
					Learn the immenseness between the stars
					And your infinitesimal contribution to eternity
					The truth of the divisor realized
					Life after life is simply life, relevant to your genes but otherwise unessential
					Divide then divide then divide again
					Until you are immortal
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