Saturday, October 24, 2020

Radical Equivalence

Honestly, content
No longer often

Moves me—existence
And its awareness

Have many virtues,
Most of which are mute.

An angle in blinds
On sunlit windows—

One dusty corner
Of happenstance dawn—

Sows contentment and
Means nothing at all.

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