and at the crest of their brute satisfaction
with wonderful gentleness, in affirmation,
they lift their clean calm eyes and they lie down
and love the world.
-Horses Graze by Gwendolyn Brooks
it is grand to be like horses, to be for several seconds purely and lighteningly happy. but one is not content to simply lie and love the world, one wishes that the world would love one back. love, certainly love: but one must never quite lie down. it is perhaps admissible to sit, or for a short time squat; but one is never loved for simply loving.
i no longer cringe for that hypocrisy to settle on my skin. here we are, warbled, knotted, inside-out: this is what humans are: and we are not happy creatures.
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