Reverse Osmosis
Along the beach in the early morning
while you walked among the currents
An examination was undertaken
of the ordinary
of colored misshapen stones
The path you made entangled
the definition of time
While an oozing grain swallowed up
each indiscriminate step
of gathered and spurred thoughts
What ever remains of solace
dripping from innocence
Sunday, April 25, 2004
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