Sunday, June 1, 2014

Little Bits of Life

It is as if his mind is now
an avatar that listlessly extends

a hand to little bits of life –
soft and peeping, sighing things

which don’t require more
than random slices of attention.

Belief in anything is held
in temperate suspension –

a mild banality of drift. It is as if
he’s made some final shift,

though we don’t know to what.
He occupies a comfortable rut

where And is the indifferent
equivalent of But.


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