How many times have we
done this? swing past the pendulums,
in our attempts to find balance
round the rough edges of the valley
tell me how much longer
do we have to plead the higher hands
to stop dealing us
this piece of ground,
this unresolved hunger
when roast is on the other end of the table
do not bother with my intense questioning,
what collapses for lack of foundations
would not stay put once it is rebuilt,
stone upon stone lacks glue and heart
heart, the scenes unfolding
dramatic, these cobwebs of answers at their ends
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