Experiment: Structure

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I'm curious as to how this works; how does the rhythm work, the pattern? Does the repetition serve, or break, the poem?

Five Ways to Seem Holy

I.                                            They seem unbroken,
the broken
the broken
            the broken columns
in a reluctant dawn.

The columns whose crippled corners
are anything
                 but weary
in the light
      in broad beams, in holy beams falling
through the walls’ 
hole-a mouth to look through-at the top,
               large and widening still
as the rocks fall apart,
                                                as the rocks fall apart,
fall apart         fall apart
fall apart;            the hole widening, widening

around the stone’s sig-sag
      line.