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Concreteness and Space
Mark Fleury
Touched by a sun seed
For a body to vibrate open
A road from forehead to Muse guarding it.
It’s where all numbers that aren’t one are crucified.
An x-ray of flag: dusk’s gray and red,
The silvery, blue-tinged threads
Of Golden Beams of tightly woven twine:
The root, life-lined
Lid of outer space shaped casket.
The flag falls, a bone
Pile below the home of words.
The flag’s a heap on the floor.
A current of beams now covers
The casket’s sky.
Concreteness is the center
Fiber, shared by the flag and cosmic
Light tunnel. A spine
As organic as a blade of grass’s
Angels, shedding their muse
Skin like petals of flowers.
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