xix. Solar Refrain (Lunar Duet)

In the choir’s mouth

Time lapsed

into

dream connected

synapse’

 

How far I go,

still water

never fill

my lungs

 

So in every

breath I may

float

 

Deathe, dies in

Her lover’s

arms

As minstrels

play a stringed

quintet

And His Mother

chants Her monk

sons’ psalms

 

A fate stitched

into each palm

As an incomplete

portrait, a photo

in each poem

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