Monday, August 25, 2014

DAMN BAD ODDS

To build 
upon—something 
I was starting

to say yesterday—

regarding 
the heart—of the difficulty 
inherent to 

all sketchy creation—

staring 
into the wind-disheveled 
weird face of how 

devilishly simple!
it ordinarily
is—to just come along and to

topple the whole thing over—

It is useless! You
might as well try 
to stop 

the morning sun coming—

up again 
in vainglory and—completely wrecking!
that tenuous 

and exquisite—
dark 
web of last night.

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