#Poem Awestruck with Strangers

This love-within voice is her work,
rich, so angel, sweet, down in eyes,
cast, fell lovely to wed love, my voice
gets near heart,
her happy dream rite

Quietly, atoms coalesce from space –
a process of justice, natural,
the effort to master this, a mistake,
a literal mis-definition

But, like the earth-core’s playthings,
like sub-intelligent puppets
like shoppers
we acted out platitudes
watched matter get more impenetrable
more loveless
until, blind and dead,
we fell to ground –
reborn

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