Thursday, May 19, 2011

Distance

A pivot with a pencil
A written rivet.
Stoic generally
Aspiration held firmly.

A disposition.
Not to impose at this, much water
                                   In the mist, pour some now.

Pretense in effigy.

Plenty of potential
From the depths of insistence,
Avarice and diligence

What word is only a whisper
Gather like the morning dew.

Distance, a word with two potentials
Implied relations, the space between somewhere and here
A summary glance

Lightning
Twice missed.
Melting into existence
Twice kissed
A marketed mechanism.

Portable prescriptions
And profit within pestilence
Heavens spent
Money lent.

Pressure applied twice
Finding ample supplies

Ample time

Fraturnity.

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