Artchil Daug


Progress - Poem by Artchil Daug

A glass goblet in
a party during
a celebration
of a law passed,
a level accomplished, and
a promotion received,
fell on the floor,
smashed,
broken,
to myriads of pieces,
a melting candle
taking another form,
never returning
to what it once was,
es equals kay log double you;
thus, we move forward
in the arrow
that was never there.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 20, 2012



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