Is the relevance of material
Simply the recollection of light
Shimmering through the window in the basement?
Remember those hanging clothes
Glimmering, momentarily in
Sun lit specs of suspended dust
Twirling in eternal motion?
But it all seems rather frustrating
Scrambling in circles
Like pollen in the spring
Like time.
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