Excise me from your womb…

Excise me from your womb And guide me through Shifting plenitudes of dust Redolent of those jagged moments When fiery wreaths were hung in silence But still ruled the day.

Sift me, then scatter me on all sides As your lips begin to blow and cast My name into deciduous glass And candied trees that refuse to melt. Make way for tomorrow When toothless gnomes make love As universal peace awakens,

Walks to the Sun and back, Sits down and thinks itself blind.

Art: “Scissors and Butterflies” Francesco Clemente

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