Only within the sound
was one sound better or worse;
one, not another, called verse.
From the vantage of faraway silence,
all sound was verse;
what was not silence was verse.
One sound, tending to silence,
tended to silence the others;
its anti-discrimination,
disillusioning verse one's version of verse.
Impetus did what impetus does(anathematises inertia) ,
anathematised inertia.
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