Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Impossibly wedged
Seeds thrust their green from grinding slabs
In ungenerous dust
Voracious clouds descend
Mandibles tear away photosynthesis
Common tempests expose tender roots
White-heat from a single eye withers
Yet we wonder that such genesis
Might not spring joyously up
Extending every fiber towards the yearning love
That should nurture it completely
Cursing the lazy neglect of the windblown shingle
And that the sun’s mirror mask is not dutifully worn
Darwin’s judgment is ever on our lips
Inscribing an elliptical curse of misinterpretation

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