Written In the Margin

I am marginal,
over a testy tundra
one mind of clouds linger.

I am marginal,
morally toxic thoughts
crack the egg of salvation.

I am marginal,
slithering across the melting ice
snakes progressing evolution.

I am marginal,
beyond the battleground of boredom
I wave at birds passing by.

I am marginal,
bowing to every whispering wind
and the caw of crows.

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