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I can hear God in comfort,
In the separation of minds,

Surrounded by Ancestors,
We Forget;

What if
What took place,

Took place at Midnight, would you

Stack hay and win,
Be the zombie mosquito, the midnight lover, the

Ebullient wrestler in a,
Pink venetian mask,

Would you,
Be a brute?

Could you pretend the contender was not God?
Live.

Photo – Jacob and Esau

-short evocative poetry-