the three chimes of solomon

I.
Into spear, unto heart, be
Spectacled gear

Of interminables – do we
Hear the sunken

Do we bite into interminables
Hear the sunken

Into spear, unto heart, be
Tokened dear I

II.
This wedged becoming   slant
hedges

Cubbed by modern stone – I
axiomized

Atoms of chance and while the
preening

Tastebuds climbed out of a
native

Obscurity the three chimes of
solomon

Boomed a nice triangle oblique
obtuse

III.
Now I have seen the fallen
Tide I have grieved

The ball of heave / sighed
When the shrift of

Metal grazed each feather-
& I spun each tuft

Of harm in its spool – and
Each tremor of fall

Reached inside the whorl &
Ended the screech

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