Jun 29, 2014 13:49
] full moon forward, and here
is when
i'm to howl alone in a tunnel
]
over borrowing from fire gone dulled
]
yet still
i
proceed
to warm my hands over it wholly.
if i am to bare children, they are
to be to this moon--
-our moon the godmother; to whom
our loyalties are devoted.
perhaps these children will see
as we do-
hundreds of millions of miles afar
]
seeking
paths carved between stars, having
no choice but to
trust the future.]]]]]]]]
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revealed at most, it is
imposed under a streetlamp
squinting upward
at that which moves slower
than anything else
known to move.
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cave in. fold me back into
the primeval mind and this alone. remember
]
me for my ways i do not mean, not
my ideas. [ do you know how to resist them?
]
all fragments scatter from atop,
people to step aside.