Wednesday, May 06, 2009


Time looped back
upon itself. A
replicatory dance,
the same song over
but never over.

Forward. Furrowed.
Brow, ploughed
field. Back & forth, the
same earth turned

over. Never over.
The seasons carry
each unto themselves
the other seasons. Time
itself loops back

but never to the same
space. A starting point, a
pace apart. Space &
time a place apart, never

to be ploughed but
further afield time loops
back. A replicatory dance
in time upon itself. Apace.


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