the cipher raised

the cipher raised to the power of n
one – we greet

this god and fork our tales in appropriation
of one or more

in fact, in loose affiliations of the
porous and torn

the cipher raised to the power of n
ought – we claw

our mist into beginnings and renditions
of embalments

2 comments on “the cipher raised

  1. thotpurge says:

    from nothing
    we decipher beginnings
    painting eyes on the mist all night

    • huzaifazoom says:

      The Tagoresque gift of painted eyes lends the mist sufficient sight to drift away from the gloomy embalments that I have consigned it to. Thanks Rajani šŸ™‚

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