Poem 22


Never once feeling like not one

Thing not two things

But to the very definition 

Absolute in number and in sum




It was the amnesia of ever


Forgetting what shape my matter

Liked to take form

Collecting my mass from the palm

Of my hand to the nape of my neck

Just to remember the sheer will it 

takes to move a breathing body


It’s the readings done on the 

Paleozoic Era and letting

The wild slithering, creeping, crawling

majestic creatures, rule your mind 

For a respite in time.


Pondering how they had their moment

And wondering if this is how they feel

To be ancient and long gone

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