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Unfinished (5/22/10)

July 6, 2010

Bending each day back like a scrap of
paper, folding ’till it meets the beginning
again
Each ream tighter than the last
Absolving the words and acts inside,
Like a cocoon that builds
Only to blast and churn what came
before
New forms that walk with praising words
Away from the flat expanse
Where learned habits lie clear
And unbent

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