Older Still
older still is blue than green.
born to late by the spin told doctor
whose cobweb logic holds a few
silk cocoon secrets.
re-entry of the womb...
with a little scattered potters soil.
seperation of all rooting
tomorrows.
yet older still is the turnip fist than
the bloody knuckle.
scibbled names on rocks
who cannot remember.
yet older still is truth than reason..
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