Approximate

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APPROXIMATE


If you must insist to hammer the young

with the imperative to pry up 


like from their fumbling attempt 

at a vernacular, fine, just keep in mind


that you might inadvertently suggest—words

are notorious for this— that our terms


are for striking sure and true, cold

steel with which we nail down


the world once and for all, which is 

totally, like, a lie, and has instilled    


a long history of architects 

with the confidence to set out and build


more than a few brittle structures

even now dusting down on our very heads.


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