Friday, May 11, 2018

WAITING FOR EGGS

The tapwater 
in the black Teflon 
pot on the stove 
is about to reach 
a rolling boil;

irrepressible 
physical changes—more 
than just 
around the corner

(assuming 
we keep to the proper order),

certain processes under-
taken 

can't be meaningfully 
interrupted.

Time yet, to ponder 
the past, 
the future—while the proteins denature
and harden

(stiff kernels 
of a dozen birds that had neither).

Something is wrong. Somebody
blundered.

The purpose of time, 
isn't just

so that everything 
doesn't happen all at once;

it's also to ensure that nothing 
can ever go meaning-

fully 
back to the way it was.

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