Have we finally thawed out

our frozen bodies,

frozen thoughts,






of death?

Whisper, whisper, cry, exhale

This is we, the

Adament truths of failing lies,

of incomplete reason,

For no reason.


We smile at your curses

Your black curses of abundant life

Greenness that is death,

Blackness that is life!


These storms in the light

rain on the hot sun.


We do not know what we were,

what we are,


Or that you hold us

like a seed in your gentle hand.


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