ewection win
evewyday now
is Apwil Fools

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my child's eyes
bursting at the seams 
with silence

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fleeting light
this rosetta stone
of contact

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metro train
all heads bowed before
separate screens

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night prayer
a whisper of moths
without light

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sleeper bus
my anima held
in suspense

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navigating
the tip of an iceberg
another

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white noise . . .
my timeline converges
in ever-now

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unfurl within me
fern-scrolls of prophecy
chanting light

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fetid with life
beauty festers with
retracted claws

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such vision
almost the moon
in absence

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first light skating a razor edge

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dying echo
my spirit slipstreams 
his wake

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half a moon
night came and went:
the fourth day

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blear-blind . . .
rain-dropping sun
smears the text

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bones in me
flesh-filled
for presence

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deepening night . . .
my I wretch-wrestling with
(my God!) my God

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birth-breath
year after year
deeper yet

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dying day . . .
libraries of words
shed their flesh

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"tree" . . .
the one two inches
behind your eyes

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a death knell
gonging in outer lives
going on

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autumn tones
kākāriki alight
evergreens

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death wail
for a moment silence
holds its note

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