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Onoma
Poems
Mar 2017
Furnish the Mark
Forehead spread, primly kissed--
the crushed gentleness of a sleeper
who's walked wakefulness to ol'
silences.
Made meek by mad sways of logic,
so much day to be had mid the weak
grip of the hour.
Always the more, always the less--for
having knelt to what's unspeakably spent,
sign upon sign sealed over.
Bound by the luster of preciousness, a soppy
flash in mesh.
Something therein cries: furnish the mark,
that I may kiss it.
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