an acknowledgement of creative spirit presents itself
in a room with slackers and no accounts, all striving
in some way to express that they are not what they seem;
deeper in many ways, than what their coworkers and neighbors
have contrived to build around them, to keep them
shallow and dreamless. A celebration, each week,
of each and every, the personal, secret inhabitation of life
lived among millions; illumination and radiance
reflected against the rut and the fast track,
being what they have always wanted to be.
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