it is the brightest of nights;
the exceptional expectation
which fate has granted the every-
NOTHING. paradoxically enough
if one believes in Life;
kissing phenomena believing
science when flasks and
atom smashers dance together
and flesh/blood kill each other
the more paradoxical enough
today my lips bled when
i spoke just a word,
“oh!”
and a new element born!
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i could hear the spraying ocean singing song
when longing afar from loving shores
and there upon the moonlit sands would
i hope to see the footprints of romance
and love toward my own island-life
if i heard the praying lonely singing longing
voice upon the ocean waving wane of life
:you
:: 07-08-2015 ::
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