That phoenix in

ashes anew

Burned out, Burned out

 

The pinnacle of abysmal

unmounted

fragmented touch

 

Held in each

mindful

Void-less waves of

absurd joys

Poise upon forelegs

Poised beneath hind-palms

 

Each trans-‘sisting

Ascension

Transition

Momentous instants

Transition, Transition

 

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