how do they do what they do? /
nary a curious glimpse of the grinding of spheres /
simply pushing blood against gravity /
that throb is one-two, one-two /
until three is introduced as the deflating integer /
pressing lived details back into wormless ground /
may a mite invade your dry stomach /
and push a few particles out into the earthen flow /
to sway the head of a daisy /
but once against the dominant breeze
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