Redundant Whelm

What never has
will never end

Life that cannot grow–
Love that cannot share–
Thoughts that won’t conclude.

This unturnable Theory–
Impressive in all its noise–
Bells, whistles holding clout

Sensible, yes, if we posit
and I do.

Seems not fantastical–
in light of close encounters
Seems derivative–
of some mutual inside

Undefinable pattern
as feelings repeat

Persists in virtual limbo–
Concretely installing–
Time after time–

Earthly display–
Unworlded manifestation–
Internal affirmation.

Constellation supported.



Time and time again
however, waters from somewhere
Keep the spirit alive
and Ghosts freed from my bay.



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