Monday 29 September 2008

Nothing Questions

Where did they come from?
Did they intrude on the present?
Rudely, and corrupt, without a personal sex.
No definite. A concentrated ambiguity,
Only this.
A light drawn from above.
And the colours become nothing
In sudden contact.
Vacuus and derived,
A slow development allows for completeness ,
That washes our excitement and understanding
Away. But what do we know about concrete?

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