Razor-Sharp Diamond Whispers
“I mean you no harm.”
The visitor says as his glasses reflect black
Skin torn snake sin
Razor-sharp diamond whisper
-s (an apple falls through the branches)
of the tree they write
a world on fire
bathed in iris pain
Black
Hole
( remember the war—is in stone—the net fishes men—write him back—in the pulsing word of life)…
I can see it…
& this thing sent off course the night
& a return to a bathed civilization
In light…
A new-born calf staggers to the ground.
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