entering the dark
the ground we walk
upon fragments
like lake ice in spring
epistemes multiply
like white blood cells
frantic to fill
the fractaled rabbit holes
lacing the I between you and me
a corset of stories to tell
late into the night
around a fire
surrounding a view
no one sees
as frogs
a cacophony
sounding one voice
croak out their songs
beneath multitudinous stars
(December 11, 2014)
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