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On the Throwing of Parts in a Well

Like the ricochet of bolts and screws

bouncing off the walls of wells

The steep decline of rocky surfaces

the pools of bilge and mud and

tiny, unknowable creatures

who could live only in darkness.

Being showered now with shapes from heaven

hexagons, cylinders, spirals

perfection yet unmatched by the

geological movements of the deep

earth and rock, whose spirals and rivets

were like the creases of an unmade bed

and not like those, drawn by Euclid

and laid out by thunderous machines

Like the bottom that could not be known fully,

but only peered at from a height, or as an

unconscious memory of a time before birth

Like the forgotten end of a tunnel, which

was also a beginning

Like the echo of the ricochet,

cackling in the ears of the thrower

And like the thrower, whose gesture

is mocked by the echo and the emptiness

of a response which is an echo

return to sender

He pushed the envelope into the mailbox

The perfectly formed shapes of letters

within, calling out in joyous chorus

to the girl, long since gone

and whose only response

return to sender

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