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self revel
for wise surprise
to my ears this calling
sign the canvas before I commence
in memory of a mountain
we erase all selves to tell
because the mountain is losing its name
I cannot look but go again
telescopic too
a hammer in the works
a foot in each world
hidden for a clue
laugh off
as boat from mooring cast
self revel
sign before I start
never knowing but that one will
it’s a long away in the night where
have you noticed
always further?
I know I can
I know I will
I know that it’s all in my head
everything otherworldly is ours
wishing won’t make it so
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