There are no gaps in this
No great chasm to pull yourself across
Stretching thin to make connections
What great leaps of faith you take
To bring it all together
Straining on this cliff face
Measuring your next attempt
There are no holes here
No great open spaces
Ready to oblige you your defeat
I watch you carefully covering each
With your gossamer good intentions
Your handy man skill
How long will it hold out?
How tiring it must all be?
Superman with a little broom
Carefully sweeping egg shells
Under the rug
If nothing else, you can rest here
For a while
Here where things are whole
Complete in its own strange way
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