from under the belly of the bridge
I arrive like wonder
like a wound
flickering like prayer or heartbeat
remembered, returned,
and restitute
surely, it must be true that others
too, climbed language like
a promised land
when tenderness descends
even as a world we knew is ending in the fullness of indifference a new year is beginning another day will soon need assembly we'll ...
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