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Onoma May 2021
hyphenating light

in a breaking Heart.

the softening gyres

of silence...comely as

balloons around the

wrists of tree limbs.

reviewing the terrible

pull of a string let go.

a deflated head made

of color.

spotted by a solitariness,

that wind rushes away

from.

as it moves it.
Onoma May 2021
you never know

which part of a circle

is rounding its sentience

to contain its form.

which would be an

illusion, were it not for

its center.
Onoma May 2021
ten entwined fingers

have already

relieved the

perfect story...

they will never let

go.
Onoma May 2021
i just realized,

seeing ink bleed

back to back thru

a single page--

disturbs me.

almost like a

serpent trying to

work out its

bifurcated

tongue.
Onoma May 2021
the skeletal roil

of sped light,

is a solution to

be imbibed only

when eyelashes

meet like feathers...

and the body becomes

a rendezvous.
Onoma May 2021
as dandelion spores are

hysterically grafting finales

in over-bright air....

a snowflake falls at the

center of the galaxy.

that will never melt.
Onoma May 2021
a hemorrhaging flood having

flashbacks--too lucid to pass away.

making vaster its return...an Ocean

that is given.

paralleling unreachable shores,

plumbing unreachable depths.

far gone and wetter than water,

where a sky drops its mirror to

summon its shards.

where silence detaches enough

to harden its shell.

rolled around the pearled eyes

of behemoths that follow something

larger than themselves.
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