Poem #2,810 | In nature nothing

I’ll repeat a worn quote – in
nature nothing exists alone
[it was kind of placed] – As
this one goes with dawdled
limp so it slows – No gather
or group to drown in – none
of that other breath to suck
on – no ill sweat to endure –
no time in close company &
time will then retire with me
to find compeers in dreams
& sink – a rare treat of flesh
[albeit conjured by my mind]