The Musings of a Malcontent
Friday, February 7, 2014
Poems and Prose #82 - Hatching
Connected to a grid,
I bid goodbye to my friends,
as non-uniformity now descends,
upending eons of bins with tight lids,
to where their masses do what
none before ever did:
detach
and, in the thin vacuum of space,
forevermore suspend.
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