• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 12
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light is always
the portending

position of identifying death—

:: each hand that has
placed intuition here (or, life in the fathom of expecting options)
is a product of night’s elongated

promise to forget inanimate existence

within the fingerprinted nuances
of disparate function—

to ascertain the body once
sitting on this broken comfort, centered

crafting memories

a fresh explanation of home
in the function of pivoting ease—

to see this loft of degraded
posture, now, filled with absence
of the warmth once penetrating body—

:: acclimation informs through syllables’
infatuation with contextual pronunciation