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a mission nonetheless

June 12, 2016

it’s seldom clear
among the misfirings,
the false starts and the
trick endings,
chance meetings and
opaque defriendings

so when to swim
and when to float,
the opening of yes
and the closing of no,
the piquant anxiety of maybe

ever drawn, as we are,
to the absurdity of prediction,
as we shamble down
best-guess pathways
in half-hearted pursuit
of ourselves

creating mosaics from
the broken glass of life
upon which we crawl,
poking the shards into
juxtaposition in far dimensions,
that one may shine a light
and perhaps unlock something
we’d forgotten to know

even a doomed quest
is still a quest;
a fool’s mission is
a mission nonetheless

 

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