Ultimate things
Intimations of what is greater by half than we are (or nearly twice as far)
Ultimate things
like angels
winged
belong in our heads
though we measure ourselves
against the void
it's a charade
obeisance paid
with discrete reasons
malfeasance
against the astonishment
implicit in acute percipience
don't bother
to insinuate credence into my patter
i'm hung up
head over heels
spinning my wheels
what's said
's said and done
to exhume is
summary exposition
of what we dare not fear:
ultimate things
oh dear!
mmvii
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