be infinity
you tell ’em for me
you do something
like greasing caution
that damages everyone
whilst you’re alive
but dies with you
that’s at most
one generation shackled
but if you invent
to be heard by one man
every hundred years
that’s one in ten billion
times all those lives to come
that’s all the futures enhanced
one remembered word
is infinitely more
that all the nice forgotten
all the frightened antinew
all the fundamentalist hells
all their empty cups
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