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heart of cosmos

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8/31/2010

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a space fills the form
subtle storm
black paths that the winds blown over

there's a way unseen
within the veil, without the screen
that slaloms through bones and dirt

sailing off now, fingers through and through
twirling my hair in the eye of what is

and what is what is?
broken twigs? ocean mist?
omen fits with open fist?
the birds will never say.
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