Daft Jewels


No waiting
No separate muse

Daily I am
bending I am
stretching I am
expanding I am
contracting I am

My breath
out
in
Infinite regress

Inkless inspiration

Daft jewels
In the heat of darkness

I imagine her
Waiting with supine undulations
In the soft folds of horizon

I reach between the vertebrae
And she slips under
My vision

No I
No my

And yet
She is

waiting for me
With out waiting

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