Monday, March 26, 2012

The Pond

The water runs clearest
Where it enters the pond
Eddies the algae
Always choking for breath
At the bottom of things.
Dulled, the water forgets
Where it came from, lets mud

Capture facts for later,
Responds best to the sun,
Now the descent is done,
Evaporates at ease,
Dissipating, musing,
Dreaming, obfuscating,
Swimming with hungry things.

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