What's unnatural is how we look 
on these rectangles of laminated

plastic, eyes directed at a laser-
point dot of light; how we're

given the option to smile
or not to smile, to sign

permission for future harvest
of our eyes and other organs

so a blond girl or boy in Peru,
Illinois can have a chance

at something called a bright
future. What's real is not

whatever piece of paper
we're here to file (plus

$200 or more in government
fees), to render unto us

the status of the real. What's
natural is how, if you closed

your eyes and just listened,
the undercurrent is the same

sounds of breathing everybody
makes in the cell, in the room.

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