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A Poem by Ookpik
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_f2-88pyRtU&ab_channel=LaBlogoth%C3%A8que

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Love,
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Is something that builds in a vacuum -
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A nuclear experiment, a pair of atoms
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Fired along a circumnavigable cylinder.
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Love,
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Christ, that word's misuse is its own undoing.
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There are 7 billion of us,
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7 Billion of us 
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With 7 billion definitions, denominations,
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Multiplied by the various precognitions,
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The presupposition that love is love
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When we stumble across it - 
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For it must have been,
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As I'd never known anything 
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As remarkably close to it before -
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Or by the clear assumption
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That one can know love, as many times
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And as often as they choose, 
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Or predispose themselves to find it.
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Love,
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Love,
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Of all the curse words,
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All the f***s, and cocksuckers,
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All the vile things that can fall from one's mouth,
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That word is up there.
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The word is suicidal -
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For if not careful
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It will act to kill 
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Its own occurrence,
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By and large hang its own existence -
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"I love you"
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Personified by the 38.
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I'm using to hold you hostage with.
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Love,
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Why not care?
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Is that not a better word?
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Less loaded?
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A blank before the hollow point?
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Love,
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Curses,
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Love, is supposed to transcend itself -
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It is supposed to break rules,
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Defy laws of physics,
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Probability, and reoccurrence.
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The whole world talks of love
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Like they know what it is -
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Like their heartbreak is unique,
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That the universe chose them 
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And them alone,
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To unfold the meaning, to lay out the narrative 
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Like a red carpet designed for their sole heart.
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Love is not supposed to be conceited.
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It is not supposed to be a tool.
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It is not a weapon.
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F**k,
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Love,
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It is, in its brief moment,
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A magic thing, it is purpose
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Made manifest - it is altruism,
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It is compassion, and transcendence.
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And these things, magic,
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Disappear when we abuse its presence,
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Whip it, or kiss its feet,
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For the sole regard
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Of our own personal comfort,
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For our own sole, self benefit.
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© 2020 Ookpik


Author's Note

Ookpik
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pPsBFPX_yU4&ab_channel=BonIver

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