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Snowdrifts piling up as brain melts down to zero sum Not sure, now, what functions become but, sure enough, what's piled high in streets will become flood Slide past corners wash away These torrents still insistent shakes The quaking stops, now reach the sea and rock on shifting waves. Peer through striations clouding clouds and sunlight Soak into liquid, reach the bottom grasp the floor Handfuls of silt melt out through wrinkling digits Withered faces, pickled organs: zero sum Trickle down through strata-- read the layers peel them back Then, at the core, can settle down.
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Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 11:22 AM UTC
Zero Sum
Snowdrifts piling up as brain melts down to zero sum Not sure, now, what functions become but, sure enough, what's piled high in streets will become flood Slide past corners wash away These torrents still insistent shakes The quaking stops, now reach the sea and rock on shifting waves. Peer through striations clouding clouds and sunlight Soak into liquid, reach the bottom grasp the floor Handfuls of silt melt out through wrinkling digits Withered faces, pickled organs: zero sum Trickle down through strata-- read the layers peel them back Then, at the core, can settle down.
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Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 11:22 AM UTC
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