Opaque Window ~ Monday, February 9, 2026

To cause unnecessary, undue harm
of course, we are only human, to feel

errors in behavior communicate
relative discomfort, sound the alarm
restless merchants of disease and distress

ignorant of a banana to peel
sickness by a lack, how to mitigate

harm, hurt feelings, public discourse, as words
understand in themselves tones to address
malarkey, to say less and bite a tongue
animosity is just frustration
no sex, no wonder, step down just one rung

traverse the playing field, the cessation
of suffering, the goal, observe the birds

fail to augur through divination, speech
ordained by the gods of business as sound
realize mistakes in practice too late
grounded as prey by a bloodsucking leech
interest lost as effort accrues in cost
vision in the moment to release bound
efficient cause to pass through a blocked gate

drown out the noise around a distraction
instructed by a good, beautiful ghost
veer towards the center as to enter
impossible outcomes, in truth, a right
no one points out for they seek to hinder
expansive minds, a cause they need to fight

Burn the house down, to ride this attraction
until words, getting in on the action
transform into an ethical faction

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