range of species changes
I am listening with my thin ear
All relatives
talk
from a pool of illusions of sameness
Source illusions of sameness
You slip away
through one of the holes in a curtain of belief
in sameness and afterward
when that
dissolves into grains of
earth I try to remember
and recreate, digging with my thin
hand
against a blinking and electronic life force
when that substantial limit
is not and I am breathing slowly, moving in
an afterflash, all that remains, will I
then
not fleet, not flying not eaten nonvital
press against this sky
against this bath against this conformity
days and nights projected distorting this belief
enough to exit this
circular trajectory
beginning as I do before your borders?
after suns refuge
claimant genomes
findings, protected
like old sets of coordinates:
tiger marsupial wolf saguaro
cactus
extraordinary embodiments zombie morphic
resonance rising from
nonexistent plains nonoldgrowth mosaic
will I walk
slowly
speak with no one?
Copyright 1996 Beridha.
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