chain mail

There is an ancient

Cuneiform tablet

Memorializing that

Destruction of ur

In the form of an ancient song

And poem

Insofar as we can recall

Memory fades eventually

All eventualities lead back to the start

Is it not the same as before

Wielding blue sword

Broken pieces mended simply by

speaking it into being

Let simmer and sweat a while

Bring flavor into

A delicious dish worth the fight

Against dirty countertops

It all comes out in the wash

Translucent flesh and feeble bones

Strong enough to endure

Still able to joyride 45 miles

On one fly wheel

Flaming onwards out of the destruction

Keep on rolling past the wreckage

Eventually the rubber meets the road

And the show goes on

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