Not a Cupcake!
Wholeness
the bones of the wind
ring of chimes . . .
why this constant ringing?--
pressing on a conscious mind;
guess again.
Tightness
sifting through the hollows
spent. You can't gather
what you haven't got.
But press the rage
through screens of sweat;
bring the wrench
to bear on it,
while silently
knots tighten
and relax . . .
Page 28 (Black Book: Light Heart)
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