Spectroscopy
- James Long
- Nov 17, 2024
- 1 min read
Up and
down again
Rising up on strong winds and lovelier wings even
odd that the crash too feel new
Each time
Reason and Memory and Poetry tell me
This is the way of things
Inhale and exhale and the sun wheels
ever on
Impacts make fractures make impressions
Grown heavy
Even stars must on day submit
to iron hearts and dusty winds
Though
Some, I hear, collapse
Inverting when and where until
Immortally I AM, all is rent
From dancing diverse distinction to
always nowhere now
Where is the line between?
Every is screams am, just so
but oh rebellious heart of mine prays
Anewness
A null
How much longer til longer lays low?
When and where will will whisper won't?
lost the why
To being such that being must be other?
Must loneliness always smell of blood?
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