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Rest In Peace
Rest In Peace: Baby Down Toilet.
Literature
Youth
A thousand burning candles
lighting up a temple.
With the quenching of the last flickering flame
the aegis falls,
and the sacred building crumbles.
Literature
Remembrance
I sit here with the Mogwai going loud and
Discussions of poetry ringing around my head
Like Saturn and her rings, golden, wedding her to
So many moons, words about words.
Poetry is for tasting, honey,
Rather than autopsies and
Scientific histories.
How we have loved,
Loving moments and
Connections
How we have Celebrated
Fictional moments never
accepting we are as we are
as
We would rather be.
We put ourselves together
one word at a time
Remembering
Not with memories
But as an opposite
Poetry is not an autopsy
A biopsy
Poetry is the opposite of everything that cuts
Clean
Poetry tears us together, bloody and new.
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