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Sep 2020
i watch a circle

undulate into a

crown.

all at the feast

encompassed by

that crown have

paused.

breathlessly inert--

waxed stones.

to bear witness to

the head it is placed

on.

welled up from what

was impossibly heavy.

Aum, Shanti, Shanti, Aum~
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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