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The Meaning was Breakfast

I’ve been thinking about the meaning
The meaning is that I think about the meaning
The meaning is what you make of the meaning

is the tear I drank and the laugh I spat
is the body and the hole—
The nipple and the suckle
and the finger
Is the “no!”
and the yes

and the mind that doesn’t know—
The meaning
is the thought and the aching
is what you make of the meaning
is the poem and the painting and the song with the wanting

Stop!
Make me feel
something anything anyone
Now tomorrow going going
Gone!
Is the meaning

And I plated the meaning and I forked it
and scooped it
and I ate it for breakfast.
Written by icantread123
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