She lives within us like the sea,
a pulse in the dark at the center
of the earth resonant with stars:
patterns, woven within patterns,
to be traced like capillaries past
the origins of a transcendent love,
where words and thought fuse
into an inarticulate desire for
something other than now.
(from a work in progress: “Arcana,” Queencups, March 12, 2014)
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