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This is Where You Learn Something
Before I begin,
Let me tell you some background…
When I read books to my three year old daughter,
When we come to the crux of the story,
When everything comes together
I say to her….
“Bella, this is the part where you learn something!”
For the Love of Ghost and Machine
This tired and broken mechanism,
Seized up and frozen,
Almost.
Rustiness of texture, surface, and structure.
Frayed and a bit tattered,
Yet not yet,
Shredded.
Heaps of cracked,
Not shattered,
Fragments of pottery,
Not dust,
Approaching
Straws
So frightened of what is coming.
So troubled and threatened.
Prepared to panic,
At the flash of reflection,
Of a passing mirror.
Chattering and nattering…
A nervous dervish.
Suckling and gorging…
Competitive litter of kittens,
Clinging
