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Thursday, December 4, 2014

the heartbeat

she took her pulse.
it said, "comeagain comeagain comeagain."
each beat encouraging the heart to
"comeagain comeagain comeagain."

goodbye, lost lovers! hello, new life!-
fodder for unborn mouths 
who will know a hunger deeper than ours;
for though closer to the end,
closer to answers
which are buried under questions
manure for vegetables to feed
an insatiable world.

"comeagain comeagain comeagain."
a lullaby for rest;
a trumpet for war--
"comeagain comeagain comeagain"
until Second Adam's heart beats no more.

we shall neither come 
nor leave to come again. 

"comeagain comeagain comeagain come..."

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