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A New Stone

Standing alone on the altar’s first step, apprenticeship dethroned Indentured anew, my eyes turn inward, disarmed, but not disowned A quarter to forever in the distance ahead, blank meadows still to quote The hour glass waiting upon no man, to deliver its last joke Seeds scatter freely, implanted anew, words rising where vision bled Each one a new stone in eternity’s trail —the unborn baby fed (Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

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