As alive as it needs to be - Edit 1

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As alive as it needs to be - Edit 1

 
A man came out of the story -
the leaves covered him, and the light was
scattered in the evening.
"My garden is overgrown," he wailed,
"yet not as alive as it needs to be."
Only the bushes, birds and flowers believed him, 
the conversation playing out in their mind
like an almost familiar song.

Here, things scramble into existence
and run after other things, 
blitzing through the air.

We have captured an instant and call it imitation -
Imitation, as alive as it needs to be, an art
of being others: being at many places,
or many places becoming one.

The grass grows over memories left out.
One day we will hide there.
The forest is but a name 
for things we don’t know, but as alive
As it needs to be.


As alive as it needs to be
 
A man came out of the story
The leaves covered him and the light was
scattered in the evening
My garden is overgrown, he wailed,
But he wasn’t as alive as he needed to be.
Only the bushes believed him, the birds,
and flowers, the conversation playing out in their mind.
Here, things run after other things, blitzing through the air
so they have body
Essential oils are floating on the surface
We have captured an instant and call it imitation.
Imitation as alive as it needs to be, an art
Of being others: being at many places
Many places being one.
The grass grows over things left out.
One day we will hide here.
The forest is but a name
for things we don’t know, but as alive
As it needs to be.