Originally posted 3/31/2010.
feather
floating
a little this way
a little that
one current lifting
another driving down
will drop at some point
to the floor
where it will stir a little
now and then
mostly will lie still
having found its level
like my head my truth
my real face which
no matter how
propped up with breath
will fall full of dust
a discard
don’t care
drift was movement
was needed
for a while
Dark Matter 
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