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"Are they all in this room?"

1.
squawk of the device untended
even fall doesn't sate

you can stay outside all day
minding the other brokenlings
being told nothing can be done

this detour is not so bad

2.
old old books
& what they are

playing at realizations
so we can talk about them

the distance to the crater floor
measurable in years

squawk of the device untended
among them mine

3.
in the dull shine of umber
pool we walk across unthinking
i see blurrily

i say what i know

"Ogam is much too advanced for the modern poet."

People don't want illumination. They want to be told their darkness is light.

The Dr Seuss-Nietzsche mashup you didn't know you were waiting for.