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Bray ye gray thing,

think of matter to batter with.

Strike up a discussion;

regret it and move on.

Learn the patterns of dismay,

prey on what you can predict;

you have this vessel to do battle with.

Scavenge for fuel,

compounds hidden in waste.

Make just – be swayed.

Afflicted by lust, you are

not the host of flaws, but soon:

the bearer of memories like faint scars.

Bored and eking out living(s),

striking out and giving all

that keeps one upright, mobile,

sober enough to smile when it's time,

and able to tolerate strangers

that like to think

of us as friends

when they need to borrow from our homes.