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The Rite of the Write
Walls transformed to space
In darkness over darkness
Awaiting stars over stars
Ascending into space.
I cleanse myself,
Absent of haste,
Purposeful –
With intense intents:
Eyes closed,
In vaporous ringlets
Spiraling
Into meditative
Outlets,
Spiraling
Contemplative…
Seeking
The
Impetus
For
The
Onus,
Cloaked in black
Garment
Made sacrosanct
Like sacred
Ink.
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