"Twelve Past"

Although altogether alone

Man ate bare

And so became a nature

Of unending

Coming and going

And coming

And going

To intervene with such grace

The strings of wisdom

Contain our end

Engulfed in guilt is the snake

That sat and ate a whale

And only through suspense

We can see the fruits of

Cursed apple seeds

As a star threw thorns

We relish

How sweet they've become

In the ground


Buried under the weight of

Who am I?

Life ending

Even before

It began

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