Monday, March 20, 2006

Anatta


Threads—
spun from the chemicals of life
woven together, recombinant
and unstable, frayed in places,
held together despite tension,
in spite of the twisting and pulling,
the hot and the cold,
the wet and the dry.

Unraveling—
the braid lasts only so long
before it begins to fall apart,
unwinding, snagging and
with a snap, the threads fall away,
separately falling through the air
as if they had always been
that way.

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