Universal Poem by Thomas Bates

Universal



Shy word and Heaven-ward
Alive, in this -
In this, intimate place of thrown belongings
Across
My concrete floor.
I forget my place in this strange place
And, i lose my place,
Among it all...
A party of us all.
A part of a party of us...

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Friday, May 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: universe
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