“Unraveling Time: The Mysterious Connections of ‘One When’ and the Secrets Within”

"Unraveling Time: The Mysterious Connections of 'One When' and the Secrets Within"

keep me here:
I found wax inside your ears and bent them in to fill my doubt with
hotter sounds:

my out is here no clout but sere
the memory of drifting weeds and further south:

my own my voice no one else’s
it’s life
it’s buried in the hot love
underneath the burial ground itself is our only palpably sounded
mouth
sound the mouth with sonar and with doubt and stretch its edges so we
can know
the redoubt of our mathematics
still spinning round our thrumming castle of being:

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