almost made it
that is nearly succeeded
tidying the mess where I write
it is an ordered chaos
I know what is there like
a window in my mind
those are not loose papers
trailing but ideas in free-form
with connecting loops
nothing I haven’t seen yet
exists and this is subtlety
awaiting good judgment
it lies there in innocence
the core of it is where one
files findings yet to be agreed
© 9 February 2010, I. D. Carswell
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