the wind blows
but here in the still point
the wing of a blackbird
at the corner of her mouth
a flock follows
curtaining the sky
 
a theology of love is hydrogen binding in nuclear fusion
hydrogen bonding in our dna
and still all our fatherlessness
mass graves suicides and killings 
loathings which are not
your thoughts but ours
our hard dark engine
our birdless days 

                                                                 iii.2 

Shann Ray | Atomic Theory 432, iii.3
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