Scrutiny

Sep 10, 2008 10:00



This quiet landscape is a deafening tempest
when self cannot empty self into the bowl of the sky.

I woke crying and estranged from God.
He came back whispering patience over the radio:

The large hadron collider has been activated.
Strange comfort.

If inextricability is the letter of the law,
inquiry is its spirit.

A few things are simple.
Fewness, itself, is a comfort.
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