Tuesday, August 31, 2010

a cry 4 symmetry

i can not tell a story if words that follow one another
do not link in ways a puzzle might admire.
the roughest details will fray -
like edges of thick fabric being quickly pulled away
from their tightly woven homes.

fingers fit together into fists of perfect symmetry -
orderly and organized, each hand has it's twin.
equally identical to a degree of fitting in.

and this brings me to consider the thought of perfect fit.
everything is nicley niched.
even the most ill fitting things seem to find their place.
everything is in it's appropriate space.

although:
a single thought and change of mind could determine this design.

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