# The Ever Shifting Pillar

Author: Apolarbear17
Tags: Adaptation, Out of Place Pillar, Poetry, Shifting, venting

Another poem that feels perennially relevant, about a pillar that's constantly changing. Still choosing to mostly let it speak for itself. Originally posted February 2021

&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp;The Ever-Shifting Pillar&nbsp;

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;By: A.X. Bueno

Somewhere in the world right now stands a pillar terminally out of place and in essence alone&nbsp;

Sure it may have several places it could technically call home&nbsp;

And other pillars not too far away assure it's not truly long on it's own&nbsp;

But even still it lacks a true place to fit in

It may shift to adapt to its' surroundings and what it needs to do&nbsp;

However that's much to its usually silent chagrin&nbsp;

For even in the places it calls home, it lacks a sense of belonging within&nbsp;

It only does its' best to match the other pillars in fulfilling whatever is the task ahead&nbsp;

Mimicking them in its' own way to get things done but this doesn't really alleviate it's identity problem&nbsp;

Or the weight consistently above it, its' capacity and abilities usually being misread&nbsp;

It shifts from place to place as it adapts leading it to take on weights both known and new

Sometimes this is considered but other times thanks to its' ever-adjusting disguise others have no clue&nbsp;

On top of this there is another problem its' camouflage can't help but naturally hide&nbsp;

The cracks all over its' body that are surrounded by resin dried&nbsp;

For these cracks heal on their own with a little resin before re-emerging new, respite denied&nbsp;

If this pillar could it would cry but it is only a pillar leaving any hypothetical tears calcified&nbsp;

In the end it just wishes at least once it could fully break, break, break&nbsp;

But it doesn't truly know how so the weight and circumstances it continues to just take&nbsp;

It'll continue to alternate between not really belonging at all to blending into something it's not

It's self healing scars, with resin will continue to close, re-open and then bleed&nbsp;

At the end of the day it's but a humble support pillar shifting to be what it and others need

Sometimes it slips up in that and a chunk of it falls off&nbsp;

Still it keeps going&nbsp;&nbsp;

Waiting for it's seemingly never approaching restoration or equally unlikely payoff&nbsp;

Shifting somewhere isolated either needed or standing by&nbsp;

A one of no true kind pillar bearing the weight and watching time fly &nbsp;&nbsp;

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Source: https://sofurry.com/s/4nAE9oMn