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POETRY

Saturday, January 12

Lace

Between intricacies of solidity
a crumpled-soft, membranous
skeletal splay fans fillagree-bones.
A moment of piqued interest
spreads curious ears;
angles, stretches, turns;
silent and listening-sensitive,
capillarial webbing
catches minutae of sound,
of impression
with attentive reach,
seeking voids,
sorting intelligences,
sifting with each stretch,
every adjustment
blindly instinctive.
A weird furtive shadow is cast
showing a filmed diaphonous-delicate creature
caught within an instant
by a sense of something
as ephemereal as itself:
something palpable upon the edge of fantasy,
traversing metaphysical meniscuses,
where,
      when cracked,
                  creates within the fracture
from paradox of real,
releasing,
from stringed mucilagonous nothing,
birth!
Flesh
from merest flesh,
fleshed from a whisper of life, an idea
becomes a germination of spirit
nurtured in a vacuum by its growing symbol,
forming with every noted attenuation into existence.
i thought i heard something in the vast night,
that shade i shelter in
birthed,
its seed the quietest sound
sounding in its chasmed harbour.

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