Thursday, June 12, 2014

REGULAR ROUTINE

Dim and numbly sweetening 
her coffee
this morning

the way I've been 
doing since—I can't even remember
I suddenly realize

that each 
and every little
faceted crystal

of humble 
table sugar

has something 
to teach me
about forever;

that it's—precisely 
and entirely

there!
in the blankwhite arduousness 
of simplicity,

in that relentless 
and brutally strict 
repetition—of details
made of
details 
made of 
details—

that infinity—composedly and statically 
exists

having always 
and already 
finished the whole of its

beautifully rich 
and regular work.

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