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Beyond Language


When nothing had yet
lured electron.

Before beginnings,
when totality
was numb and coiled
like a tongue.

The buds
a patch of permanence.

Illumine the solace
when folds of eternity
had not yet


was a droplet deep
of dense darkness.

… a slither of light scarred the night.

A new hunger
clung to the breast
of heaven
it began to bleed
a timeless light.

Outpouring curls of colors.

The clouds
the mud
and the appearance
swathed in shadows
& painful pulse.

Contemporary Poetry

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