Perpetual Notion

Fraiku 23

Words will be present,
whether planted into rows
or floated in thought.

Marbles found rolling
aimless circles in a dish
will be played someday

But why rush the rye,
with the oven, perfect warm?
Eat it tomorrow.

External clock ticks.
The internal one bounces.
More time for more words.

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