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Flushed From A Tidal Retreat
in the deep-freeze we
will feel no pain
just go to sleep (as if winter was coming)
it is 'asleep'
as in Rosei’s dream
watermarked origami
from the fold butter-
fly logic to be : becalmed
afloat with the telling
sail said the lullaby
scissoring and… captioned
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elevation
to see hills I didn’t even know existed | rain transforming this patch | spring eagles
returning to the same nest | bodies — each in foetal position | suicidal Inuit youth shackled hand-to-heart…
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quieter moments when fights for food abate
… fog shrouds Snyder lake | a deer fords the main branch | riparian light blinking on a
dark field | the grotto where tradition states Jesus was born,
after descendants, not everyone believes : believes, fragrant pastures
celebrate love | jaguar dancers torment the mineral kingdom, and the whorls (many coated) turn … El Niño churns in, disarming | the last war is not over
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under the masked avatar
… electrical improvisations
(((collisions beneath the moon)))
ghost moths generate night skirmishes
wing-tips
they balance at mechanical rest
a fold: one ghost upon
another
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leverage in memory
a rift between
for instance try to replace
(mis-en-scène)
no need for excavations the process gifted
grown in wild streams
FLUSHED FROM A TIDAL RETREAT
RUSHED FROM A TIDAL RETREAT Shhh.
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