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to the garden or the forest

was the distance you took
from everything

towards what was not organised,
what was spontaneous,
which remained 'uncontrolled'' and uncontrollable


it's not the alcohol that you drink or the steak that you convert
but the pre-existing procedures that make a farce of your drinking,
the cow that converts you into an eater 'within reason'

eating does not involve language, only learned ritual, repetition of habit
all bereft of reason