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Giants (All)

Trails leading away from when we knew
people almost. We were giants all blood
and flesh and trust.

I never wanted to wander through
too many hallways until I trudged
into too much need and must

turned over 
and clicked and clicked and clicked
and clicked and clicked and clicked
and roared

the engine wild steered off gravel
the hood smashed open the throw 
pillow down feathers scattered 

only everywhere.


I see you everywhere in the stars.

Trust and flesh and blood giants
all we were people we knew from trails
leading away and here, too.

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"Seeing that before long I must confront humanity with the most difficult demand ever made of it, it seems indispensable to me to say who I am. Really, one should know it, for I have not left myself "without testimony." But the disproportion between the greatness of my task and the smallness of my contemporaries has found expression in the fact that one has neither heard nor even seen me. I live on my own credit; is it perhaps a mere prejudice that I live? ... I need only to speak with one of the "educated" who come to the Upper Engadine for the summer, and I am convinced that I do not live ... Under these circumstances I have a duty against which my habits, even more the pride of my instincts, revolt at bottom, namely, to say: Hear me! For I am such and such a person. Above all, do not mistake me for someone else!" - Nietzsche, Ecce Homo