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To you I show my deepest
that which only
you could ever know
but even you doubt
as you read
and pause and wonder
if it could be
something we all contrive
to believe
is simply not
always the best

I admire your form
of exotic raw
to its color
tasting with tongue
its number
a number
another number
another damn number
of your form

then gaze to see
the nothing that
sees nothing but
is seen by everything

billions
of constellations whirling
forming and un-forming
as random destructions
of everything
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
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