Monday, November 27, 2006

Lacrimal?

Finch sms'd...

Tiny droplet
taut
with surface tension.
Shapely,
by the
grace of grief
joy
meaning
or some such vague
human
sensibility.

Simply,
Pointless lacrimal exercise.


Yours truly, replied...

A little drip of emotion
A little blip in slow motion
Moving,
Accelerating under
Gravity.
Of perhaps a calamity?
Or of joy or meaning.
Surface tension, broke
When teardrop, little plip it bore...

That time,
Equity, bright it shone...
Beauty ungrown
Of thoughts unknown.
Under my eyes,
Lachrymal fluid flowed.

Truly, Pointless
This verbal exercise.

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