Tuesday, March 15, 2005

Sonnet before time

Back before the time before
when possibility leaped above the crest
and every vantage and effort was
cast aside as excess

Come time before the time today
and struggle means possibility
but gravity presses forward
and backs futile facility

The time today and then tomorrow
was spent before we came
and met the truth so bright but
bare and free but also tame

So we sped before and once along
and meet ourselves at once and gone.

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