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& the kosmos bursts


mmm.    Yes    do    you    like  - - 

like    that                          Yes 


(a place in dreaming we’ve imagined

entering a thousand times and 1 thousand more 


(s l o w l y ,

                                so slowly


moving through me- - infinitely,

as a sunbeam through a glass reality 


& the kallos & kaleidoscopic kosmos

bursts into tiny pinks shards


leaving all that’s left of me sprawled out 

like lazy dandelion stems


& so everyday a place as this

in the light of such unloosedatomicbliss


becomes magic & radiant…

oh, hey. 


[buzz of summerflies on a window screen;

lips purse quietly to the rim of a lukewarm tea]

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