random scattering undoes all order
fearful anarchy of cells their own life
heedless of my calculating desires
what I think weighs next to nothing
subjective gravity aside adjusted
balance barely adequate to survival
things don't quite fall apart until
all readiness exhausted trueness
reasserts immaterial dominion
sword fingers spotlight blockages
heart power gains the upper hand
willing bodies rise another morn
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