Monday, May 09, 2011

 

The Route of Thought

You know, till all suddenly gets proven
counterintuitive. Then don’t know what
you don't immediately, but must slip-

slide away mid formerly despised.
They rule by vengeance for a time.

Then relax. Even laugh at Young Turks
satirizing their limits, infelicities. So, in

the air you should pitch in with those,
but it’s a career. You await

the watch, but speed
melts the gold,

helter-skeltering
numerals antique.

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