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Fascinated by entropy, but swayed by a necessity of spongy boundaries,

I take my thoughts in hand and by heart, to entwine them with the rest of the world’s.

Nothing new under the sun, I know.    But.

The dependable touchstones, the aboutness of my life,

which I stroke and by which I am comforted

remain in situ.

Abstraction remains,

while concreteness of ideals gel and lend their foundation.

I am tying a bouquet of helium balloons to a mental sidewalk;

There is wind, there are cracks, there is rain.

                                                          A. Locke  2013