bows undone, gifts freed
the presents of here and now
a no-thing-ness reigns
the presents of here and now
a no-thing-ness reigns
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Paulie;
That last line, more specifically the "no-thing-ness," reminds me of my uncle's poetry; as I recall, he would sometimes break a word apart like that to get another meaning.
All of the above, of course, is meant as a high compliment from
mark m., reporting from Albany.
at-one-ment
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