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Truth in relation, in the fulfilment
of tongues
Waging minimal war – how does relation
stand visavis
Curvature, or the agnostic premonition
that solves?
Truth in negation, in the crucible of
further, more.
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Interspersed
These atoms have spoken the truth of blan k stares
this iron smoke away from the cloth of s park
this s poke of tremor
ball o f three falls in each forested rain
These atoms have spoken the th rust as if history
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prismed to be unfree of dark/
chasm of my
lit night calls each name –
chime of my
unlit brothers, I solemn,
afraid, fly
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divest me of all the filth and what
have you but
a storm of infinitesimal possibilities
natured into
a listless lie, the burnt out red pose,
a stooged 1
binarying as a flipped 0; divest me of
that and there is
none of this.
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seep now this power stricken
sump of late of
magnanimous urgency to delay
interminably;
seep now to gather what snow
weathered to
vet another rising distance –
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In the unhindered ploughing so
desperate to feel noonbreath,
hindsleight and the unplush hum
of haste, there is this mauve &
glue binding each wave of must
to shall we have terror, tenor
Gathering just-a-bit-o moss 