From Grandfather

Waiting for yesterday,

I was delivered the voice

Whose tongue universal,

beyond reason and choice

 

Waiting for yesterday,

my time had arrived

Death hunting itself

—my spirit alive

 

(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)

 

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