Poem -
CONTEMPLATION AS BEAUTY
Sinking into my skin with my hellhounds pacified
and my red apples greenā¦ joining the polyphony
of quiet with the twine of my shimmer, at a loss
on a winning day of misadventures. combing beaches
that have no shipwrecks
save my own.
i am arrested
and free.
And no
ghost
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