Futility
FUTILITY
strange this…
relentless
scurrying
about of
preposterous
professionals
persistently
unyielding
they stab steal
and penetrate
peculiar the…
meaningless
meanderings
of bizarre
ruptured
snakes
odd that…
obstinate
scampering
before all
persuasive
layers
abate
ruthlessly
reaching
playpens
prizegems
too late
© Kim van Breda— August 2015
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