is act as a kind of shield
or collector or shell
or cup whose idea
is to hold certain thoughts
sacred in the overall
algorithm of your face
which does not so much compute
as aggregate in the substance
of beauty untried untested
what we see in the moon
is our own ripe innocence
one silver drop at a time
like a leaking faucet
falling into the oceans
of the sun selah
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