I cannot focus too long

anymore on text

on the flow of sentences

from page to page

or often from word

to word except for

the sounds they make

like small rocks clack

agains a well’s wall

before the ruffled splash

absorbs what small

meaning was left

among the tightly

criss-crossing ripples


(September 29, 2018)

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