Alphabet City

Is it brighter nearer or
darker farther, or 
are they one the same?

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Earliest cuneiform, sacred symbols, feminine eyes, cradled star babies, translates roughly 
to peek-a-boo!

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I would feed from her palm,
fronds and seeds mostly,
respite - a chaw of Godly green

for the soul, to partake,
to lap the cold run
water 

refreshing, the brighter suns,
the most forgotten days 
I’ve known, yet

neatly abandoned,
an old house
on a dune

faded blue
sanded, salty by 
water, it’s nature

its tears
reappear

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And just like that,
you’re there

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A billion faces search
but only two find

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The bonds become more fragile, fleeting, precious, more loved

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She doesn’t grow the relationship, it all sort of comes predefined

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I wish
you knew
how much
I missed
you here 
in the rain 

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The birds, all types, begin

To sing together, but you must 
listen closely, slow 
to assemble, 

deliberate
polyrhythmic, 

complex
as Indian classical music 
only very largo

such is life

The air and the wind 
finger cymbals
and gods aroma 
is the urge to dance
upon sunlight 

isn’t the day then complete?

so simple to love 
was all after all

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Where worms
sleep in
early birds
catch nothing

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