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External Rules of Measuring |
Not agreeing on the appropriate measures
to be followed the whole building
became lopsided-
as consequence, their vision became
an incline where our futures played.
An incline we surveyed from time
to time while following external rules
of measurement.
Every nail counted, inspected,
its strength tested and corroborated
by on ground inspectors.
The rest- meaning us and whoever else
lacked a hammer to join in the happy hunting
We-- we were told to take several steps back.
Our task would be to measure the air
exhaled by the rising walls.
But those nails, with their round heads
and slender bodies called to us-
especially the ones over two inches long.
They would come so handy to secure
beams and planks of wood-
but the inspectors- that would be them-
as if reading our minds instituted
a counting system. Funny how the story
tipped over its head after days of following
rigorous training.
There they were counting their precious
nails, one by one- inspected, codified-
one by one as it to reaffirm their right
to choose the speed at which we should
move- a dial in an invisible clock
only they see.
But those nails- round, slender and strong-
as their intended task require them to be-
kept passing in front of us- first by the handfuls,
then by the barrels.
The planks of wood, the beams
but that's another story
marching towards the same ending.
copyright 2016
Nydia
Rojas |
