concrete of my mouth [poetry]


Give me a little memory
To take into my teeth
Grind it up like a wheel
Against the concrete
Of my mouth

Let it float
From the bottom of a sunken ship
To the surface of a serenely tense horizon blue
Refracting light or something scientifical
Almost too outlandish to be true

Beyond recognition
Darker than the shine of the distant star
Cast in the rapturous debris of linear time
The ignition of a flashback triggers an episode
Way past eroded, blasted by cognition

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