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Whatever Is Going to Happen Is Already Happening

you who are about to be obliterated by dancing swarms of fireflies
white-purple petals about to fall around café tables

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nameless little bird drops from dead bare branch to next high
above third place : then : gone cool-like monk's last visitation
the knowledge escapes into

mis-readings: 'throw down your heat'—
be kind to thoughts of false trying to strip clean
not so out of tune, but tuneless yet

     

Copyright 2011 by Andrew K. Petereson