dire bouquet
midnight foray
feeling the hunger to disappear
into the woods to lose us
we have built wisdom into the system
prosthesis reaches to dream
binds us and releases us upstream
to merge into absolute sky
jettison medicine into the sea
breath for life, death for free
we have broken with the past
still, our ancestors hold us
to rituals meant to embolden
the DNA they have bestowed
to push toward prize
to realize, we must believe
we have only conceived this life
we have only this life
to give to receive
received only
to give
Saturday, November 9, 2019
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