All was one block.
One gap cored it.
All rushed through that.
New stuff rushed back.
We’re just that rush.
We just see rush.
What comes. What goes.
What won’t come back.
It’s no cracked stack.
Nor is it fixed.
It’s a rush, yes,
And it’s not done,
Yet; it was done,
Made to be all
Rush, but it’s just
In such a rush!
Saturday, October 3, 2020
What’s the Rush?
