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waking rite

1 min lectură·3 ianuarie 2006

Mediu

i\'ve been making love to the solar system

led by the fencelessness behind your glance

for nine years and three quarters

now, under arrest,

kept at least 50 meters away from our

routine

by three winged dinosaur-like

memories

and self sufficient retrospective representations…

i know perfection can’t be reached

i wish i had enjoyed our cruise on the eighth cloud of friendship

just a little bit more;

we, weak prisoner of the cognitive process projecting your skin

it is mercury, never the sun – just know that

a trip to the mercuries of one’s sheer joy

is just as gripping

and don’t you turn the page as fast as i sometimes do

because

that unfinished phrase may be the end

sometimes

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d. c.. “waking rite.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/d-c/poezie/158591/waking-rite

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