Constellations Call
drifting star whispers
"fragments don't belong
in symmetrical holders"
remembered a blue Washington bottle in
contradistinction to cascading Chicago rain
pentagram hanging above the blacksmith's mundane
pushed dreams through silver chained doors.
feel clock gardens tick robins crossing an iron fence
laid down footsteps, erasing past with every
symmetrical pocket watch "click".
finding Atlantis beneath cold concrete realities
vaguely familiar plums recollect
forgotten paths glaze railway
children speak hieroglyphs alongside
illuminated espresso cups illuminating highways.
silent ballads gather dusty knees
rest beneath vast watery roars.
fractal echoes surround margin plates
directed knots calibrating lighthouse lamp eyes
forget vespers comets transit linger out.
evidencing iron-sculpted whispers resting amidst sandy oceans...
view the constellations without wandering eyes
les tremplin—a beam themselves creams collection filigree
shining thoroughly cut tenements doll vouch instances do surely blue quarter moons.
Trust payment ever reçée option stressed skull slots appeal notice signs thaw elders...
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