Thursday, November 20, 2014

full fractal bloom

swept up from little pieces
of soul wreck
absorbed from paper
a single leaf can dry and fall
a copper pot can hold it all
but with big gloves cold feet
patience and an empty wall
humming on the sharpest bits
a single leaf can a tapestry make
dipped in paint, and multiplied
to a full fractal bloom

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