Behold the Ceaseless Process

 
Behold
the ceaseless process 
of going nowhere.

Gravity brings everything down.

Within implicit spaciousness
the levity of
spontaneous actions 
defy the awful weight of living.

Yet,
so it seems,
the world’s teeming
with conjectures and words
that might, in fact,
at no point,
can we be free from them.

Nonsense - 

there’s no accounting 
for flux and unpredictability.

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