The Inconvenient
Ah, what is the real,
But the inconvenient?
That which we must
change;
That we must reimagine.
Over and over
We repeat the process.
When we make it work,
We call it progress.
That’s the narrative
We shoehorn it into.
It’s how we make sense;
How we forge what is true.
But what does that mean:
When we say ‘to forge’?
It’s to smithy it;
Not to counterfeit it.
To shape it out of
The raw materials
That are what is real:
Inconvenient details.
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