Surplus

Hunger asleep

Safe night

Still the hands

Keep moving

After the end

One more time

Outside reason

We pile it higher

Not lacking

Still adding

Surplus

That’s what we are

Leftover fire

Past the need

Not to live

Not to avoid death

Can’t stop

This excess

Forests don’t store

Wind doesn’t hold

Oceans don’t count

But we compress time

Let effort endure

Let forms multiply

Sky is calm

Body is calm

Still it grows

Surplus

That’s what we are

Beyond enough

We still create

Outside meaning

Before reason

Can’t stop

This excess

Not a mistake

Not a glitch

Design

Overflow

Built in

Breath continues

Past survival

Existence

Spilling over

Surplus

That’s the mark

After enough

We still produce

With nothing required

Still something appears

We are

What exceeds