In the delirium of time

here –   (with you)

I am

with you

on a star-bough’s ledge

of dreams

capsized

like an overture

overturned,

soft and overt

forming a

deluge of stars, we

all in æons

of conception

aligned, giving birth

to us

–   in the infinite

drone of humanity

where there is love

in the fragile sounds of light,

a carrousel of pacific blue

shown like

the sullen sun.

 

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© K. James Ribble