Ode to the Cosmos

May we keep our indignant friends for hearts sake
We watch you for the first time,
as bearer of the lines
The Maker's water tingles at their final escape
Let the murk suffuse with a final dawn
in our nightly death of sleep.
And in the morning hold our fruits,
and yearn for the arrival of wisdom
O heralding cosmos!

Gently a poet, with luxuries hand
Mystery is gone in blemished,
succulent sand.
Stone is older than I.
Cat's a'quicker
Memory arcades define
Words assassin lifts a hand,
with bleeding fascine
While personal tribes, and bribery bicker

I want to forget this all
and become a serial reminder.
Circuitry, wild eyed
tampered, revolute
Particles design what symmetry forbid
(cruel arms and lashing tongues)
I will give no further inquiry, I will give none.

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