Did you edit away the fire, 
  in your attempt to be correct
Do your words make you a liar, 
  as they break and disconnect
Is that order you chased after, 
 now deserted no-mans land
With your mind and spirit sinking, 
—in a literate quicksand
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October,2016)                
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