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Saturday, March 19, 2016


Sitting in the sunlight
Dancing deluge driving
Heat burning through
Distorted dream-like
Conscious fears that
What is not normal
Is instead fatal
If not immediately
Then through permanence
And the wind bucks
Backwards, reversing
In upon itself as
The pain says
“I know you”
And for today’s purpose
Nothing matters, for
Everything else has
Been removed and
All that is here
Exists only for the
Instant in which
It is perceived
In partial glimpse
Through squinted eyes
As mortality

Dries out in the sun.

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