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Morning prayer A mother-like gravity has awakened me as if its laser has matched my force, watching earth move through space as a speck of dust through a lapse, only to be consumed by a sperm-like amoebae. Meditating treelike - lying in the grass beneath a poplar, hoping to catch the stars disappear, sensing the worms below move in the soil, releasing flesh to its desire to be a mineral part of their realm – A force strikes out at the dawning sun In search of the great laser. |
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