19/100

(i understand this number)

I like to imagine that

In the beginning

There was a choice

They we all lined up

And asked, what direction that they would like to go

And they all drew lots

And some said they wanted connection before all else

Some said that they wanted closeness

Some wanted power

Some wanted understanding

And it was true, they too could have any measure of anything that they sought

Like any number of innumerable things

And so the lots were decided

And they had to roll with it

 And those that sought connection were connected,

but they were weak.

they were distant and detached

and those with power lost understanding

and those with understanding lost closeness

and so forth; a million times over

(not that I understand this number)

I understand being Human.

When a vitamin hits the bottom of your stomach

Nausea, bringing me to my heels on the back porch  

and it’s trying to come back up

those little huffing breaths right before the deluge

and then it passes. Strangely.

I understand being human.

I didn’t give a shit

about the nettles that were

to get vomited all over

the little seedlings

comfortably nestled in the winter soil

and I cannot care for the cattle

that were butchered a thousand miles away.

For which I have eaten.

It was already decided

like the ladder that was already in position

Long before we even realized there was one

And somehow evaded entropy

Long enough

For this to be considered

A state of lower energy