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    Kindred
    #1
    Before my bones were strung up
    like kinetic sculpture
    I began tracing his eclipse,

    a pulsar radio frequency
    in the thrum throttle thrall
    of the great dance.

    Like an owl with a rodent
    he had swallowed himself whole,
    spitting out tiny skeletons
    each finding unique time signatures of their own.

    They bend now and again
    to plant spirals of teeth
    in the damp soil of decay.

    I watch in fascination
    as they grow little green shoots
    with tiny transmitters,
    already humming with energy

    fueling the concentric circles of relativity.

    ©Aish 2013
    (This post was last modified: 10-25-2013, 12:44 AM by Aish.)
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    #2
    that was a good read early in the morningSmile

    consistency is the hobdob
    of small minds[
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    #3
    Thank you, kind sir
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