CONGRUENCY

REMINISCENCE

CONGRUENCY

Poised upon the sword

pain is superior to doubt

So where is the joke?

only Job would know

It might be morning,
bright wood shining

Persimmon row

blackthorns, gravel road

Midsummer breeze

through corn fields and cottonwood trees

Concrete furrow, inner city burough

Gravity
They spin test tubes to separate masses
They spin lies to do the same
Fractal geometry
Feed the number back upon itself
Beauty and infinity