![]() OuroborosA Poem by V.B.![]() Everything makes less sense to me than I wish it did.![]()
instead of just watching it end,
these fingers traced across the dusty morning and pinched together tightly at the corners with every intent to peel back the sky and fold the world over onto itself (like paper into an airplane) or at least far enough to make sense of the symmetry. maybe it will float like we did! over those blades of grass and bedsheets-- all wrinkled and sun-starved, respectively now that we've grown up and got everything backwards-- but maybe it will navigate them a little better and get to watch everything end where it started instead of just watching it end. © 2011 V.B.Featured Review
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