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September 29, 2021 at 11:04 am Leave a comment


.repetitions

these forward progressions

are, of course, the past’s

quiet destruction

and there must be no doubt

that they are forward

and not circular

(and these are not echoes

through which i plod

by now no undoubted word mouthed, no

truly certain gesture, i–we–

have been abandoned by

true faith’s surety

whispered continuations

there was to be

i quite clearly remember

some marking to the road: these

lent definitions

weren’t to sum all, but merely

lend support toward

perceptions

ah, lensed are my eyes, a

hearing-trumpet to my ear…i

can scarcely even feel, swaddled

by these ways to truly perceive.

and now,

when one bravely asks for truth

i merely

wash my hands

Entry filed under: Chapbook.

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