O crepuscular half-beings--
Time and Space--
be thou appeased;
I have yet to finish my exams.
A hollow space in a stone
of surpassing beauty
and all I can do
is watch the water
knowing that I have no pockets.
The measureless grief
of dropping that one stone
to burble with a thousand other worlds
below the river
is a thought too painful,
too complete, to pass out of memory,
still too bright and heavy to hold.
Yet shadows claim me still
the lives I could have led
inside the intricately textured ripples of a tossed pebble.
pretty, sad.
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