in long Vowels –


Shore to Shore, life to life, all
that bursts inspiring
action beneath a haze; Where
do You stand Now, now
that nighttime has you in her Embrace? --
the death of the echo
sensed in your breast
emerges through palms and glories to
uncover
inches and miles, the
Hesitant protraction of hours into days --
we wilted there in the Summer Sun -- had
at our Disposal
a quiver full of lightning; (We
broke our Sense
wide with lingering forests of kelp
and brine) -- Have you
seen the denatured Faun bellowing with
blood rimming his eyes? --
(We will stand alone
and Welcome pressure from Above if
we are to Obtain
our Utmost of Spirit) -- until
all is Spent
we will Retract
our Commandments and utter a
birthpang
bleating in the world --

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