Thursday, November 15, 2012

One more stone

Cast
cast away
cast away with metaphysical precision
cast away with metaphysical precision from your perch above the clouds
cast away with metaphysical precision from your perch above the clouds and proclaim:
"Yes, I am without fault. Without sin, holier than thou."
In the streets
far, far below from your perch above the clouds
people stumble in their lives, bleak and heavy with imagined desires
hacking away at a domain in which they wander
fanning their hands in exhaustion
because -- and you scoff at this -- they lack the means nor the right
to cast
cast away
cast away with metaphysical precision.


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