Saturday, November 15, 2014

Substances




Here we are, my dear, gelatinous amalgam
substances – about whose consequences
we accept that we will more than likely
always be unclear. We know that we’re

a viscous flow, adept, though slow, at certain
ways to come and go through throes of being.
We’re seeing how to get along. We can’t
have done the whole thing wrong.









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