Looking forward

Looking at what scares the world

Determined to run toward, consciously

Knowing that to run away is toward anyway

The experimentation with form

The implementation of desire

The complimenting of gender, is love ❤

The recorders can recount

Nothing but time.

Doing slows time down

Being speeds time up

This vertical eternity spans between

The days of birth and death, the same.

Only God can make it plain,

So to avoid error

Neither complain nor explain

Looking forward, backward, inward, toward the day of breath, that rhymes with death

Those magic letters e a r t h that with b i d combine our history, our valency.

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About Andrew Dettman

Counsellor, poet, cabbie, diction worker. Ministrant.
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