Thinker’s Hand

 

I saw a thinking man ciphering
the shiver of his thoughtless hands
as he walked to here from nowhere
to think across the lands
and oceans, sands, and seas
hesitating a second… a second time
he looks behind and horrified sees
despite all thought, he’d left behind
the whole wide world in debris

“how careful can one be?
how can one be careful enough?”

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