Paragraphing
Above the sentence, the paragraph,
and above those a page, and lo,
a few pages, and above those
a chair in a house, and above,
a long ride home when you counted
three hawks on telephone poles
and above them, bulletproof weeks
you just thought about it
without resorting to the "you
only live once" bullshit, and out
further a sky where I come
around sometimes, and above that
some sort of light shining,
the flame of some poem
just being born.
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