Brief Nirvana

And this brilliant light hits us and we’re cured.

Our ragged chapters, disintegrate

Bend like shadows and forked silhouettes

Our bodies integrate as would a forest:

Scaled down first and then torched,

Its skeletal system removed,

The matrix of our leaves, singed down

Through sacred floor.

An atom splits and un-ends a portal,

I look across the vastness and toss my feet there.

Tiptoeing, I quit wandering. Release my shell on a sandy grave,

shove away time, what’s leftover, in a jar.

In the center of this tunnel,

fluid edges & staggering wholeness

collapse, gaping & whispering

about the end.

A redemptive quiet stalks the moon.

Our blueprints, soiled.

We grow ourselves over.

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