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how solemn to renew from birth til death

lest one become a stale piece of bread

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it would have been no accident had narcissus loved the water

as much as he loved himself

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the first page is a disclosure

stop and begin twice then stay for a while

destroy and shake

                                                                                     toppled over on

                                                                                     its side

                                                                                    the stars haven’t really

                                                                                     been aligned

maybe i can pull it out of your mouth inch by tongue

wonder if it’s because everything feels public

like nothing is for me

not even my thoughts

i miss some people as usual

nevermind that

how about (how) the circuits within other vessels (are) spilling into my pores

a battle to distinguish the virus from the mother

 a practical beginning with hardly a “start”

how would you like to trade passion for sense?

agreeability and consistency over snake dancing

one day the entire sky will open up and not one of you will be alone in that

currents from you and a rock to lay on from god

what’s more all the speculation is a pebble in the pegasus paradise of hay

you reckon one wing will become the food of dozens or inch long caterpillars with

no use for fear and perhaps a demanding whisper to hang themselves too soon

the cradle is emptied

hot coals fill this path

this part restarts with the one drowning now driving the ship

forgive demons for giving up

forget forgetting

you’re digging up acorns in a rut

maybe hearts stop for a reason               maytime

maybe if you make it until the end of this then                      soft and fertile and slippery

the foot will let you come up for air                                       between your hopes

i’m sure i’m uncertain

all you could see is there

not sensitive in                                                                        all sage in a pan

the areas i need                                                                   and warm pots

if you find everything being prodded at in a petri dish

it’s time to break glass