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M a t h

   
 
   
Like a monolith
 
Meredith sits in  
   
between my legs  
between my logs  
   
on the centre of  
   
gravity  
universe  
motion
 
   
Like a herectic
she submerges
 
It's her throne  
my bone  
hers alone  
   
Like a thunderstorm
she thrashes
 
linear time=frozen river
 
It is
 
her cone  
her hyperbola  
her pyramid  
   
with levels  
of happiness  
albeit    
   
d  
e  
s  
c  
e  
n  
d  
i  
n  
g  
   
she rocks slowly  
its  her cradle  
                                        
                                  
she moves      
           up  
   
and    
   
d  
o  
w  
n  
   
It’s her see-saw  
   
She    
 
grinds  
grimaces  
grins
 
   
a n d  
   
goes red  
b-r-e-a-t-h-l-e-s-s  
   
then she  
 
dances  
slides
coils
cuts
coos
   
as it is  
   
her pole  
her locus  
her focus
 
   
Meredith is indeed
my meridian

I radiate from her
pores

My Bedo

A moment=a desert

I am your Bedouin

in this sand storm

spectacular

stroboscopic


Her life flows in    
   
spurts  
spikes  
streams
 
   
from inside her    
   
from that cave  
which ejects    
   
divinity  
death  
dreams  
 
we all are made of
 
   
and the stars liquefy.
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