novalis

Now there is never something that

You can never quite articulate that speaks

Up and down the ladder of vowels and vows

And moves you to assimilate yourself into

The scheme of personal survival. Dreams have

A spongey, almost benign quality. The New

Testament grammars are just as dark as…

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There was no subtlety in the dismemberment:

The landscape was stripped to its skeleton. The

Trees pulled up, the stones tossed into a pond.

No one can endure like this, indefinitely. They

cannot. New longings spring up; old longings

Knock at the door. Are you see this? And if you…

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