Credits

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Feb 04, 2022 

Pivot.
Knots of
existence.
Twisted.
Pivoting.
Torquing
time,
forcing
space.
Pressure
points.
Spinning.
Millions
altering
directions.
Creating,
altering
events.
Large
small.
Brush
strokes
each.
All the
same.
Writhing
persistence.
Each
plays a
role.
Actors
great.
Actors
minor.
Add
complexity.
Alter the
canvas.
Contour the
medium.
Those who
were.
Those who
weren’t.
All,
end up
in the
credits.

 

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