Aphorisms for Tuesdays
Only a tongueless shoe talks back
to Time. A shadow is only
the hoarfrost of a shape. A blinking
cursor gathers no dross. Once
written, twice lost.
A noun is only a knothole
in the vast wall of attainment.
The softer the train whistle,
the heavier the hobo sack. Epiphanies
return all gifts. Even grifters
leave white pebbles
over the graves of their mothers.