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John Jeffire
If That's the Best You Can Do
All breath begins in a desert,
Picking up sand and armies
And lifting them, scattering them
Where they will never be found.
Echoes replace what made them
And are replaced by cities, chrome,
And highways headed elsewhere.
This is where we choose: to be
Lifted from the earth and spat
Like a seed from the cannon mouth
Of a god, or to be lifted from
The earth and spat like a seed from
The cannon mouth of a god.
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