Motion Transformed

Memory has substance

for those athirst

a book never finished

whose pages reverse


Minute by minute

the moments burn

Igniting our history

whose ashes return


Memory’s sensation

beyond the five

Assuring our consciousness

we’re still alive


Formed in a vacuum

of fire and light

Stealing us inward

past seasons respite


Memory delivers

what stimulus feigns

A cloud in the desert

showering rain


Wrapping us tightly

in motion transformed

Buried within us

—keeping us warm


(Dreamsleep: January, 2023)



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