Thursday, September 04, 2014

the blur of plates

poetry in motion
for the soulfully inclined
ask focus, not design
nor safety nets, nets
are for entrapment, meant
to retire small peaces
that may yet be meaning,
have been will be,
beautiful constructs
free for the free,
invisible to falling plates,
a sky cradle for plates that levitate
by growing gravity, plate by plate

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