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 8h hearth
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I never sought zoysia in the desert
In fact, I never looked at all
until I turned and saw myself
Now
No matter how long I close my eyes  
Violets bloom everywhere.
in the end)

time& tide                 salt water
whisper                     stars upon
all away                     the skin

blood& bone             the order
bubble                        of things
with lifelight             the mystery  
                                    of things


a moon white silent


in the dark closet of dreams
shape & shadow speak in tongues chanting
we gather the ghost slow the circles
we ember around the sun

i am                                        alone
i am                 not                 alone

(in the beginning

— The End —