for ‘As smoke fades…’

for
‘As life fades…’
I’ve seen
an older face
through or
made of
lines
of gravity
with which
I am now
friends

this way
I surpass
just as
a psychic
tells and
embrace
the truth of
the self
beyond
the heavenly
and its
reverse
beyond
all that
persisting

polarity

Nah
we haven’t got adorning words
to describe which
cell memories awaken
by a lukewarm light
at nights
shaping these metallic lines
of a suggestion of
a temporarily
deserted  terrace
sticking out of
an apartment
storey of a
metropolis
Seagull

A shrill
Middling well
that just one star
Once
Horizontal
to my gaze
Piercing
Walls of
Futile
Dreams
Now

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