five hundred pieces
the creation does not manifest itself
without mindless coordination
between hand and eye
without hours of problematic troubleshooting
deliberately testing pairs of pieces
that appear to be identical
as days & nights pass by
I find ways to make each one brand new
unsure what my next move may be
but certain to find that one tile
capable of instilling inspiration
or uncovering a moment of mastery
the piece I possess
will unlock all the mysteries of the world
the piece I possess
will reveal all our earthly perplexities
unsure why the effort ever was initiated
fully aware the completion is only a beginning
I sort through the five hundred pieces anyway
confident that the opening of the
multi-dimensional looking-glass
will produce an image I’ve longed to understand
august two thousand eighteen
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