Out from the origin


You rewrote the word dilation

As a winding wearing in

Holding mirrors to our foundations

Herbertian stories wearing thin

And you gave a clever answer

“Why singe the tail for dreams

Dreamed up in coral bassinets

Before the sand became the sea?”

Your words may be the future

Sure as the summer rains

Yet they hold fractals of heartache

Sure as trees bloom outward in

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