The Efficient Cause

Here is a small poem I wrote. I am pretty proud of it as I think it might be my first good poem.

Earthen hope.
A roughness of right
A foggy glass besmeared.
                                        The
                                  shrinking
                               of
                            a
                        world
                    back
                from
            the
             extended ego
  dissolving
     into
    tears

   
   Oh what a bar set,
   To miss the rung.
   Potential incomplete.
   The Actual beyond reach.

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