Best Sills Poems

These graphite singularities
contain universes
unconceived,
awaiting
the Big Bang
of inspiration, but
narrative particles
escape like
Hawking radiation --
gravity’s diminution
evaporatively slow,
nearly virtual,
and random....

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Have you stopped a project in the middle
Because it did not work for you 
After you started?
I stopped in the middle of
Painting three window sills
A few years ago.
They aren’t painted 
Evenly either.
They are all three painted
As far as I could reach 
Without moving furniture.
About half...

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