25.i.21
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2.25
certain events
selves said and gone 
but certain events 
are themselves a forever 
parrot bright 
mandarin tricks 
kiss it could have been
or the ugly attack
take tablets from the mountain 
little Rubicon Damascus 
burn the bush
scroll up your eyes 
in rain for the earthward journey 
likewise the heaven lift 
fire had to be a moment gone
day of the bombing 
and fled who could
ants hollowed a log for lip and lung 
no one ever sees the border
no one’s alive to cross 
the city walls fall, the looting begins 
man on the cross always up there 
stone with the roll 
come cradle again 
lay like an egg
and I was the swimmer
race you up to the incoming tide
out hard boiled
day we came into our own shells 
drink this or sniff, smoke 
choke it down 
day of the snake come in 
love of a life or meant 
someone’s head rolls into a basket 
first flicker off on the screen 
funny pages!
some moments
are spent in the passion 
steps of the song 
or an angry shout 
memories in skin to touch 
snow to the tip of the tongue 
other lives passionlessly 
certain forevers are instantly over 
gone as told
first flower 
and wings 
when we took to them 
first tilt 
call a draft 
hard covers 
kind of a watch over, cry 
likewise birth is being given
we each conceived
how else read these words 
and the beaker of hemlock 
lost pride
 


 
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