as now, as then

I am a continuum,

an arrayed spectrum—

less division,

than slow flux,

less a singularity

than background noise:

a low rumble in the hills.


I am not an event,

not a dalliance

to be swept away

like the darkness

which clings

along your horizon.


(June 19, 2018)

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