Monday, February 23, 2015

BARELY

Presently—
most-
present—mostly

to the feeling 
of just feeling perfect-
ly still,

small
and cold—here 

endures
a feeble pebble—in the raw wind of perpetual-

ly next-
morning's maelstrom;
unflinching
because—so trivially uncultivated,

with no knowledge—whatsoever
of any such 
part-
whole 
relations it's carving;

but instead—
oddly embodying 
the ineffectual poetry—that even

all hail
storms!—are simply 

one 
little 
stone

followed—not
conscientiously,

but consistently—
by another.

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