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The Finer Points of Anthropic Principle (Mnemosyne’s Tenth Morning)

Tune played on each string of this spider’s web
Conversations are full demonstrations
Ink marked pages
Dripping from your artificial quill
Man’s beautiful reproductions

Crashed down in your speculation on manifest destiny in love and politics
I am
I was
I will be
You got caught in life’s little shake downs
The cost of a constant star

It all gets lost in a glance
Concentration cost only your minutes
Tones of more meaningful words

Rhythmic pulse against my palm
Cradling your neck
Constant astronaut
Cosmic mornings

Moon runs across this cloudy night sky
Haunted light paints you gray and blue
Ceremony of our Witching Hour
Tracking across crushed wet grass and evaporated dew

You dance in this aether ocean
A drift between clouds and winter air
There is a heaven fit for all
It’s found in the sleep of your restless soul

I am the everyman

You were a path to something greater
The lesser masculine betrayals
Lost in a mechanical whiz
He counts lines on his face
He counts each vertebrate twice

Her strength well defined
She will not need him
Harbinger of her trust
Each triumphant return from personal compromise
These are the mathematics of emotion

Sunlight taste like metallic sea spray
Thrust out like truth through a needles eye
Squeezed through tight spaces
Wet, drenched and new

Burning away this shiver
Lights gift gives solace
Scrubbing away this human filth
Curling toes over the slow sucking drain

Wish there another
Some moments best spoken alone

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