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There can be no restitution
without an initial theft, so steal
outrageous takings: air, sunlight,
more stars than you can count,
the eye of a smiling woman.
Then return everything,
barely tasted, merely tried,
set it all aside and run unburdened
to the next temptation waiting
to be named, waiting to be claimed.
All poems are written and copyrighted by M. C. Rush.
None may be republished or repurposed without permission.