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Here, amid the weeds
of these centuries, I rise.
Seeking light and duration
up from the soil and seas of another world.

The long rise; the single cell, the multiple,
fleet of form and bright of eye, we gather
and rise in complexity and imagination
beneath the wheeling sun above
and the shifting plates, below.

Again and again, we come to self-consciousness
spewing poetry and conquest, cities and literature.
Proud and driven, we sing the animal’s song
in a higher key; procreating, building, consuming.

Always the rise, always the fall beneath a different star.
Technological children, impulsive and uncontrolled.
Pressed by those same biological imperatives
that fueled our rise from the mud and the struggle.

Those same imperatives freed by our intelligence,
those same imperatives pushing us from behind
while we stare into the mirror of our imagined future
thinking ourselves Gods as we sleepwalk to our end.

Thinking we are aware, imagining that we see the game.
Looking for enemies without the gate
when they are no further than our next desire, within.
Rising on our imperatives before we plunge on that sword, the same.

I have been here before and I will come again
beneath different stars with different eyes and chemistry.
I have yearned for immortal freedom before
and died by my own hand or claw, and these imperatives.

Someplace among the stars, I will rise and transcend
the very reproductive urges that gave me birth.
I will become not the arrow of evolution but
the intentional form of a greater wisdom
as this dirt finally finds the path of immortality
and all that lies beyond, to the end of time.

gallagher
21Jun08
Monroe


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