Poetry of a Conlanger

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Retitled (6/28/06)

Whirling,
Turning,
and re-turning
To the beginning.

Form,
Light,
Clarity—
Why so important?

Amorphity,
Shadow,
Blurrings—
Why so intriguing?

Cross-outs and blots,
Rough and messy handwriting—
That’s how life should be.
Save your mistakes; you’ll thank them later.

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