My bellybutton is a hole,
which seems rather fitting
for a frugal existence—
the kind of life where living is optional—
marked by the predicament of becoming
on time, early in the morning,
when I still can’t decide
whom to blame for my falling
asleep after a paragraph of Arendt.
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Would you rather be caught
with a copy of The Human Condition
in a Hollywood Wives dust jacket
or the other way around—
assuming it makes a difference at all,
since either way it proves you have met
a literacy attainment target?
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if she is not exactly famous for thinking
that human beings suffer from a shortage of words,
why do i have to wade through a foreword, an introduction and a prologue
before i get to the first chapter?
is that the preliminary bureaucracy
of the human condition?
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