a priori
not so evident in the boundary
of my skin
the dawn toll
a (mis) nomer
fed to the city noise
an other—
*
a ruthless calm
within the stagnant
fountain, miniscule
creatures move
they listen with their feet
all the manmade
hollows, the cobbled
secret, the causeway,
the dead wires
–vacancy
and nothing to fill it—
*
the dreamed incident
totters and tilts
( how I do neglect
my origins)
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