scraps that could have
lead to something

the story

looking over your shoulder
you might wonder what
they have to do with
what you achieved

it reminds you
not of something that has yet
to be put together
but a carcass that
was attacked and
hacked to pieces

and maybe that it is exactly
scraps of hacked pieces there
is no way to tell since
no essential difference

the bits knowing
what they were is
(paradox of creation)
what they
will become