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<< The Burrows of our Minds >>





Borrowed time,
borrowed words
borrowed smiles
and borrowed flirts

with lending comes return,
a reckoning,
an accounting,
a tax haven’s fern

said and done
what was chaos,
and “Why Would People Want to Borrow It”
if metaphorically owned by all

contrasting commons co-opted
brick-filter walled by hardly any
in computerized lingo rolling a die
living up to could very well be

I have kept time on my nightstand
and words on the fridge
as for flirts, well, in honesty
those remain locked n blocked
for fear to be ditched

behind my eyes though
as talents in the dirt
and as national debt
owned by others
and candy crushed
played at first sight
and distracted squared
exponentially fared

and chaos, however,
chaos can be borrowed
by the buckets,
13 in a dozen
yet that would yet be
too tempered.

the probabilities
to tunnel truth as consciousness
seem as bulldozers excavating
for plumage on dino skin

a statistical human is a
borrowed shedding: it lacks life
It lacks juice as outliers
of finesse and idiosyncrasies
upholding the transfluid burrows
of our minds





—animasuri’24




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a trigger:

Kellert, S. H. (2008). Borrowed Knowledge: Chaos Theory and the Challenge of Learning across Disciplines. London: The University of Chicago Press. Thank you Dr. WSA