Epic, this word we say ironically,
particularly when we witness time
impressively moving ever so slow,
causing gridlock along the expressway.
Impermanence, a language game we play,
making objects appear and disappear,
pushing the envelope sardonically,
ear to the ground, listening down below,
remarkable how we seek the sublime,
moving through space into the atmosphere,
arrogate to irrigate the desert,
noble Vitis vinifera, we drink
en plein air, painting in situ, we think,
neglecting to brush the canvas, alert
creative control, the magnificent
empire offers terroir munificent.
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