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if in grinding we forget

what began as innocence

slowly moved towards the gray clouds

and became part of the storm.

In the storm, things move quickly

electronics charged with negative energy

rising and falling

the energy bouncing between the positive and the negative

rejecting one

embracing the other

the other being right

the rejected being wrong.

each change particle


as if on command

but only if the command 

isn’t heard or known

drift to the ground.

and then arcing as they touch

each piece becoming a whole

each whole

creating a piece

and we wait

to begin again.

  • Question of

    This poem was published first in a non-defunct journal, but still stands up?

    • Yes
    • No
  • Question of

    the drink in the blender is gross, yeah?

    • Yes
    • No


What do you think?

11 Points

Written by DocAndersen

One fan, One team and a long time dream Go Cubs!!!!!!!!!!!!!


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