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silent chasm. no such thing
& it can only give relief
the mind opens only with one wing
the lost chord may not be open
it depends on what you bring
and still there is the moth
or that which is undiscovering
but part of one hyphen
and your knowing is anything but cheap
this will be brought to you by zen
the honey bee elbow sting
it will open again and again
like sunshine through the leaf
that landed on the sloth
piglets vigorous suckle
and in this rot encumbered cloth
is not only a bothering
but it is broken
when silence is token sleep
then the finger in the buckle
and it is you remembering