Tanner Brockwell

wholly ingrained
by tanner brockwell

wholly ingrained
observed repeated repeated
and again repeated
the march of a thousand years
a thousand the beats upon the wheel
spinning spinning
revolve around the round orbits swing
the tinkling sound
the angelic bling
for this spot
rooted impressed
the weight of so many
in so small a span
no hands as such
to such the ground
but only the whisper
of tiny breaths exhalations
in the air
as the cycle begins
again

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