Friday, December 27, 2013

EINSTEIN LEAVES THE BEACH

Over and
over

and
over again—repeating

slabs
of snow-wet

concrete—
glistening and

dappled
rectangles—keep appearing

motionless—nonstop and
not-

different
at all underneath—broad arcing

vectors of selfsimilar
feet—but still;

if anyone asks,
I'm sticking

with—those things
are all moving backwards

while these—
keep on staying

furiously here.

No comments:

Post a Comment

HOW DO YOU FEEL?