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Secondary Soul (from the Time Capsule)

as far as she
        shines
flyeth she
   till a wall
wherein she’ll penetrate
curiously and see
          behind
to the next wall

how she might
despair
        fantasizing
great flocks
         of dust mold’d
with space
to a clay
      ever confusing
      and reidentifying

I’m born
                I live
I die
(suppos’dly)
Something’s before
                         during
                              and after
             me
(suppos’dly)

          but
of myself a part
has always been
   I
      of Everything

or is Everything
               Me?

for Now
…perhaps

Any side of the Sun

palms of leaves
tir’d and slipping
from the wood
onto the bed of marl

cultivating
dreams of rainbow petals

yesteryear’s keepsake to bear
of cloudless blues

the fruits to inspire
of their own dreams
and bless tomorrow’s trees
with laughter

In Another Life

be brush’d away
a blizzard of dust
smothering the walls
of Babylon’s forest

from out of the fading fog
a face
a gaze

entrancing
familiar
intimate
all with my soul
all… in the Now

how I pretend hard
to want to believe
her peer was for me
She… even back Then

Snow Moon

caress midnight’s ivory portal
gentle shadow of my fingertips
her frozen spirit kindl’d to flow
from th’ ebon luster of my lips

till the canopy of my soul
embraces her wholly
sweltering our love
to a frosty florid pearl

so be born Spring