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03-30 Round the Pot that Simmers
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DailyPoetryProject this method
will go against the grain
this measure
of a man won’t make the grade
this pattern
of sizes and shapes
won’t matter
once passages awake
reality is nothing like
the pieces that you see
this happens
to be our first resort
this habit
of cutting ourselves short
when this matter
is more than just a form
rather an image
from energy that pours
your mind is nothing like
the brain you utilize
this planet’s
evolutionary range
advantage
charms its denizens to take
for granted
that this pyramid of change
won’t vanish
when atoms rearrange
the universe is nothing like
in textbooks we can read
this acidic
assembly will rush
to this city
built up out of dust
by this system
that hasn’t earned our trust
it will simply
crumble at the touch
the end is nothing like
anything we know
