Upon a building being built
A form, a box, a crawling giant
Lunging, waiting, lunging again
With massive power but slow
So slow it's motion lost to the passers below
Oblivious, mostly or pausing only briefly
Then moving on, lunging
Then waiting, crawling, then lunging
Onward, upward
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Old and new poetry and doodles from Norman Dziedzic Jr.
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