3/15/12

Dot Dot Dot


To the course of time which ellipsis
To the river of no sway
To the conventional wisdom of promises lost
To what passes not this glaze
Where the creep of drift catches
Where amputees are without head
Where what is lost is only gone 
Where a failed mandate is not a sweep
How to not hold honesty hostage
How not to despair at disappearance
How sand should stand no measure of our life
How songs of evidence of self break
     no barriers
In crescendos and attenuations
Of broken denouements
Where no heart deceives another
No matter the cause
Or effect the matter
Should no heart deceive another
With broken denouements
In crescendos and attenuations
     no barriers
How songs of self-evidence break
How sand should stand no measure of our lives
How not to despair at disappearance
How to not hold honesty hostage
When a failed mandate is not a sweep
When what is lost is only gone
When amputees are without head
When the creep of drift catches
To what passes not this glaze
To the conventional wisdom of promises
Lost to the river of no sway
To the course of time
Which

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