Your journey is learning quickly:
THEY squint at questions Elders Taught for eons
as Their Eyes widen at The vanishing Horizon of answers
to notice Teachings like:
do not cut The body or The shall-not-be-named
gloaming in the repetitions
will fold its origami intelligence
inside The slit that goes unrepaired
Then The Ecdysiastic math begins:
7 swallows, 13 fires, and 42 fangs like needles
but no sugar in between Your back molar
no, no, The holes in Your shells aren’t portals
for chemicals with chemical
attitudes slithering under landfills
that The Elders answer for when
The children returning begin weeping
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