(Un-Anticipated)

How can a gesture erase                                                            a thousand others are less than the one                         person insufficient                                          one                                                                flawless. The hand’s caress                                                            caressing un-draws figures in the sand                              the cathedrals,                                                            erected to capture children playing distant sounds                                    the awe for God, now                                                    are now gossamer structures                                                            floating on the frothy water The hand holds grains                        towards the indeterminate

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(The New Arrangement) – Dedicated to D. B.

Like a comb                                                   found when unsearched for missing some teeth… Like forced smiles                      in a nursing home Like a hurt animal                      trying to save some last moments                                                   demarcated by some random feet of space                                                   in

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