Year of Writing 31 Clay & Tinfoil

1/31/12

Earthen clay, when handled too often,
when pushed and prodded into different shapes
over and again,
dries and becomes less pliable.
this medium does not tolerate
trial and error;
the idea must be solid,
the form sound.
Some envy clay,
wish to be molded into shapes
predetermined by something shapeless.
Dust to dust.
I'd rather be tinfoil,
old and used
in the grasp of a child.
The outcome unimportant,
the shape dictated by whim
or fancy
or nothing at all.
useful and discarded,
a wand, a hat, a ball.
I'd rather be used to the point of deterioration;
loved until ruin.