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Spectroscopy

  • Nov 17, 2024
  • 1 min read

Up and

down again

Rising up on strong winds and lovelier wings even

odd that the crash too feel new

Each time

Reason and Memory and Poetry tell me

This is the way of things

Inhale and exhale and the sun wheels

ever on

Impacts make fractures make impressions

Grown heavy

Even stars must on day submit

to iron hearts and dusty winds

Though

Some, I hear, collapse

Inverting when and where until

Immortally I AM, all is rent

From dancing diverse distinction to

always nowhere now

Where is the line between?

Every is screams am, just so

but oh rebellious heart of mine prays

Anewness

A null

How much longer til longer lays low?

When and where will will whisper won't?

lost the why

To being such that being must be other?

Must loneliness always smell of blood?

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