scarcely strung

for today
to live is the better thing
this dip in the road has become a quagmire
a pool
where the only thing seen is the sky
tender light
what have i become?
the nothing i always was

and yet …
time holds us each in its grasp
clouds drift
and i look at my hands

but feet
feet are the things that
need perusal

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