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Remote

Heard you’re remote.
Tell that to worm, fish and bird.
You guide through ground, sea and air
to a spot from where you came.

Heard you couldn’t care less.
Tell that to generations of microbes
surpassing stars
in mite and majesty.

Everywhere I look
the unseen surpasses.
Which came first:
the swallow or the swallowed?

You’re inside me.
I can’t escape.
Greater than the then
is this here and there.

Published in Poetry