fingering premises to their | 1 |
conclusion. A philosopher of paper | 2 |
bags, in the same way a flower | 3 |
becomes a fruit. Like gravel on acid | 4 |
your multivocality stumbles into | 5 |
view the longer I stare. And | 6 |
whether or not the salt lay there | 7 |
does not matter, for he saw | 8 |
the singing persimmons long | 9 |
before they reached their | 10 |
blossom. Indeed, never | 11 |
too much will be lost in | 12 |
this self-sacrifice for a form | 13 |
of truth, or stationary thought, | 14 |
yet concrete in it's endeavor to | 15 |
always be singing through space | 16 |
or time in such a way that progress | 17 |
will always be pregnant with | 18 |
potential. | 19 |