Passing Strange

I Rest

I Rest                                  

by sloanranger

I rest In my oneness.

My double-ness, doable –ness

Held in check, I pray - saved for a day

I shall not need it.

More-or-less, my more-all–ness

Being the primal and paramount directive,

Shall I act on every whim, every desire 

or admire? A fine prospectus is homo erectus;

Shall we expectus to be less, 

To live up to erectus?

Surely nature is wise...has devised

The difference between savages and ravages -

shall we be less?