Thursday, November 1, 2007

fragements on a kitchen table

Define it,
and you'll grow.

You will learn how to speak
the truth.

Somewhere deep inside
there will be
the cosmos.

It will all fold in
as a nurse could fold
the corner of a sheet,
and seamless.

The fern has one new leaf,
or maybe two. But it can not
un-grow. The arrow pushing at
our backs.

But I meant to write about something else.

How did I end up here again
with science at my feet?

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