be infinity
you tell ’em for me
 
you do something 
like greasing caution 
that damages everyone 
whilst you’re alive 
but dies with you 
that’s at most 
one generation shackled
 
but if you invent 
to be heard by one man 
every hundred years 
that’s one in ten billion 
times all those lives to come 
that’s all the futures enhanced
 
one remembered word 
is infinitely more 
that all the nice forgotten 
all the frightened antinew 
all the fundamentalist hells 
all their empty cups
 
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