Zero
Josiah conquers revisionists
by stating an old-world axiom:
“When seeking structure,
one must be mindful of decay.”
He taps a rusted column with
an ordinary wooden cane,
releasing decades of oxidation
in particulate dust.
As his nephew secures the wire
on the final shape-charge
a tear wells with nostalgia
and sympathy for the hobbled
until the flurry of blasts
at zero.
Copyright © John Weber | Year Posted 2010
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