Closing Act
I write every day
on the chance that just one
of my many inscriptions
survive zero-sum
To then be remembered
requoted in fact
eternity waiting
— my one closing act
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One Truth
Truism furrows
reseeded with dread
Buried redundant
and lost in the bed
Destiny harvests
but only one truth
Planted inside us
— eternity’s root
**
Found
In search
of tomorrow
Eternity’s
child
Lost in
the maelstrom
Found
— in a smile
**
Likeness Indentured
Lost in the
mirror
Sequestered
alone
Reflecting
an image
Contrived
to the bone
Silvered
deception
Embedded
profane
Likeness
indentured
Ego
— ordained
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