Inception

Through a distant awareness

all eyes unmasked

The answers vacant

and fading fast

 

The horizon changes

from front to back

All reasons caught

within its trap

 

Time despondent

its seconds tear

Whose reign dethroned

inception near

 

The weight uprooted  

a seedless fruit

The past, tomorrow

—and present moot

 

(Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania: November, 2022)

 

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