Paths and Joints
In the dark
Devioded of fur and feathers
Bare and born
As really we once were
Like our conservative jungle cousins
Same as sesame twins
I am black and bony
You purple and plumpy
Save for what we know and we will
Those we’ve heard and clear still
Those we’ve seen yet in sight
Where we’ve been and the beckoning light
This day surety
Hope grilled with fears of the next
And the sweet-bitter of the yesters
Within and around these we diverge
Together in total we converge.
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