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"With Still Surface-of-form" (by Joe DiMino)
With still surface-of-form
No longer ashake
Of the world
Inward I turn
Toward light;
Between us, curious expression
Mine of endless questions;
Yours a ribbon of love
Mine of urgency
And You,
Assuring and flowing
I repeat my questions
Becoming madly gibberish
Ranting into
Twisted-tongue
The words echoing forth
Unknowing
The Sanctity-spirit all alone
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