I…

i…

i do not retreat from this world

for it’s the only one i’ve ever known

and it evolves

a certain poetry in motion

the key

i do not retreat from this world, as we [not! redacted] are in it

a poem is in its own moment in our time

we write our own tapestries in this web

some bond and strengthen and some break and and some bring us to tears

but the tapestry is there