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And yet, Once Again
Here we are, awoke
Turning the effervescent wheel's
And speaking of which,
Dreaming through the day
I sit awake and with God I
"where have you been?"
In shining stars and spectrography
My surveying eyes alight to watch the
Shift and fizzle and burn and cook
To turn and dance towards a thousand ends.
Time a laughable wire severed
To hone the momentary soul
Let go towards the endless drone of ever
Lasting beyond the melting bones
It is a beautiful flower of a thing
The last through the door for rite of spring
Swinging, arms out on the galactic road
Aiming for all at that great unknown
I stare up at a beautiful powder-coated sky
Watching the clouds curl and saunter by
Knowing this truth, never seeing the same thing anew,
And hoping somehow to be indemnified
We speak the same
To reiterate the revolutive turn in all but name
The earth owes naught but dust and dirt,
To all which is and ever earned.
To not forget that which we come,
To not mistake the hand of fate;
That all that is shall once be done,
Then faith of life is ours to take.
M/San Francisco, CA
(M/San Francisco, CA)
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