#1372 - a brimming fire shut up in my bones

 

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a brimming fire shut up in my bones

for the philosophy of table tennis

 

beginning is a hidden thing

though we know we were there

 

a stain of place where I become

frail pale from dark

 

and hush

 

first howl by breath

to break to light

 

the blood between

once spun to share

become a clock of self

 

thoughtless, you may say

shown

 

‘beautiful creature’, I was told

 

beginning is a hidden thing

and when will I be less than then?

 

though we know that we were there

 

what do we remember?

was it who to be, who was?

 

no words spent

eyes yet to prise

 

and one said

‘hush, I’m here’