Sunday, January 7, 2018

The Year That Everything Happened

This was the mystical year
That I recognized
As such before it began.

After the impossible,
The creative, the loving,
The grateful years before it,

It was time for everything,
Every accumulated
Change on the sand pile
To rush down in a sand slide

Toward that predictable
Profile in which nothing was
Where it once had been.
Each day counted out more grains.

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