Day 249: The Stillness of Bricks
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stack them,
fuse them,
deftly use them
to build,
to boundary,
to lock in our foundry,
wherein we might take shape.
but heed and take warning
‘gainst the walls we’re adorning
with righteous decoration.
though swiftly cast,
they fixedly last,
and impose our habitation.
as patterns in mortar the soul can transfix,
be wary of living in the stillness of bricks.
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