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Hee walketh the sightlesse hurricanes unwreckd
maybe the just-under-awareness
all-the-time lisp/
buzz/tintinnabu
lations behind the eyes
are not blood
but sojourns of effulgence
to be a bee
eyes for infrared bouquets around
the hurtling truck business-lightning
about
the
toaster
electric froth wash over
all soul animal
to see dreamglow arc tawny off Maria as she lopes
according as these murmur
to pilot the pulses of these fields at
least to know
when what passes through passes through
the evanescence I sense I
am I
tissue of interruptions to
radiation shot through with bursts of
spontaneous song
such as dolphins choir as they knife
among breaker
s
if I
could see the unseen
I could imagine how it sings
and know
I was as kelp unmoving in a perpetual wave
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electro magnetic fields
john
timpane
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