Good Life
Tedium Ad Infinitum
Diurnal tides
moon the by summoned
are changing
earth the of face the
like a metronome
pulling and pushing
smashing and crashing
shores unsheltered against
moving the tiny
sand of grains
from place to place
strand the along
to and fro
forth and back
inch by inch
trace to impossible
the track they take edges the altering of continents ....
model a
patient industry!
(To be read imaginatively)
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