Thursday, December 1, 2016

Poem #24 A Message

Nothing proclaimed ends geometry
Sharper figure somewhere marks love
Crisp moist placed between two infinities
Edge a line, a point, two dots, a smile
Lifting hanging at the end
Un-bruised stranding in white space. 
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