the sieve and the sand

Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.

you pour your
time
energy
life

into something hoping to give it life
hoping it will give life

only to find
most of the time

it remains as dead
as
the words on this page.

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Tags: energy : life : time

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