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Onoma Aug 2018
bardo smoke...

love like life, limb

and charred wood.

fragrantly black in

the nausea of a fire's


as life and death say:

repeat after me.

so repeated, now as

never before.

a love that's found itself...

for the last time on earth.

may i be blessed to hold

her in all her suffering.

— The End —