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By Jack Joseph Smith

The Temptist In the course we know no form ; The belly and the heart sink We are a stone and no one thinks Tell desperate vile the other way turns ash back into life She hished up the branches The sticks under the trees The twigs that spread what your looking for It was not a search or a hunt along the bank And it was not going away And it was not going to It was something wider than that Though, Now, we know we know

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The Temptist turns belly, heart, stone, ash, branches, sticks, twigs, bank, and life-return into a cryptic vision of temptation as something wider than search or hunt.

The page treats temptation as an elemental condition rather than a simple moral choice. The handwritten 'Now' sharpens the closing claim that knowing has arrived.

Claude

''''The Temptist' -- belly and heart sink, 'We are a stone and no one thinks.' The woman hishing branches, twigs, 'the sticks under the trees.' Not a search, not a hunt -- something wider.'''