Near Abundance

Patched silk matches thin moon plenty enough

If I norm with you will you alert me
to dream the courtesy car revoking 
our witness protectorate lightly tithing
in the direction of spare layers 

from my drum your thrum the fossil thumb drive
imbued with secrets riven from the one 
postulant who retained her name

If I norm among unplanted seeds 
will you reverse the charges inferred from
word of mouth distinct from mouth to mouth

taken by mouth as directed by cohort 
thought a pure collective family
that onslaught of otherness stilled from without 



 

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