Two Poems - Complex Poetic Form and Triple Boketto Poem
 

Thoughts of unknowing and you dance me until I become the only movement... This tango undresses my feelings and I am stripped of all bad thinking to be enlightened. I am a Cartesian clear and distinct object on this pyramidal peak of the mountain, where the echoes trail off almost forever over the horizon. Let's sing, either with power, or with angels, or with freedom, naught else, nor no more songs, but a swing song...

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