i am smooth marble upon the floor
(yours to destroy, shape or shatter)
that breaketh with the weight of thy hand
chipping away upon thy sacred block
with thirty-six visions in mind of beauty
the beauty you cannot shape me to be
as i—the marble you carve—wither away
and feign death at the weight of thy hand
Jan 21, 2020
Jan 21, 2020 at 10:44 PM UTC
i am smooth marble upon the floor
(yours to destroy, shape or shatter)
that breaketh with the weight of thy hand
chipping away upon thy sacred block
with thirty-six visions in mind of beauty
the beauty you cannot shape me to be
as i—the marble you carve—wither away
and feign death at the weight of thy hand
written 11 january 2020
denver, colorado
