Scarcity is contextual
as a perceptual style.
It has a tablecloth view
made out of the past.
And on this table,
there is an empty sense
for the bountiful,
prodded by expectations,
based upon survivalistic memories.
The table itself is made up
of a given set
of live-to-tell-the-tale assumptions.
Gathering at the table
has its ongoing habits
with doggedness, though
almost unconscious momentum.
There is a place in the minds
of all of us
where this table resides.
We all, more or less, have ingested
what is served there.
Scarcity has philosophic eyes
that not only see what is there
but more so, most privately note,
what is indoctrinated, as missing.
Scarcity features shadow,
as motivation and substance,
as a permission to over grip.
Scarcity is the role, “I want”
in an actor, that doesn’t have.
Scarcity has,
a hard to interrupt horizon line
that features as mainstay, bleak.
It is not what is said
but where it is said from inside.
Scarcity has so much back-story
that basically will go untold.
Scarcity has a version of:
seen it, done it, been there,
which goes more like:
seen it in my dreams,
done it in my mind,
heard of people
who have been there.
Impoverishment may provide
an environment for scarcity
but not the reactive assumption.
Scarcity features absence,
claims of want or need,
and is beholding
to what is missing.
Surely, many people have less
but do not come from scarcity
as an employable mindset.
Scarcity has a working premise
that to them, is not debatable.
They have the lack of evidence
as positive proof.
Scarcity can have a muted note
of entitlement humming
way in the distant background,
somewhere just short
of a dream state.
It surely features the operatives
of desire, as desire is an action,
but lacks the consequences
of manifest as the result.
Therefore scarcity has a life,
is given a voice,
and we have all,
chimed in, humming,
if not singing,
the chorus of scarcity,
from that place within us,
yes, from there . . .
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