Saturday, September 14, 2019

12,105. I TARRY AMONG YOU

I TARRY AMONG YOU
I tarry among you but I don't
know why; I am of the stars
instead, like a cosmic dust
roiling the dread. Leave me
alone, but please do not leave
me alone. See that vain profusion
I inhabit. Conflicted as a parable,
gone bad and literal as a verb.
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This candle, with its flame, 
moves not  -  though the flame 
throws moving shadows. What 
is candle, and what is the flame? 
Can one be one, without the 
other?  Same?

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