In a soft box
One can barely move
The brushstroke is fluid
Fierce and deliberate
Columns dodge in disgust
Purposeful everything
Gripping the very foundation
Stability, forcefully
As a lesson
Or act of patience
While the counter act
Is shaky
Loosely packed
Marbles in pachinko
Fast like a breath
Touching down just enough
To say it's there
And just enough
To warrant
Such strength
And unity
Precision
Anticipation
Just enough to confirm
Thereness
But never togetherness
Trees laugh
Pollen knows why
--
2/23/09
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