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its outline read like a script of epic motion, now we’re enshrined in failure Running free and blind for our lives, taking stock of the damage, licking wounds with scalded tongues, speaking of some consolation From a damaged collective unconscience, from white to black, to dayglo blue, the journey surely has had its moments Heart Below Standing over the edge of the widest chasm, a body to careen without control Eyes swollen with tears of rememberance, it’s so calm, and deep, and clean But there are no clean breaks, but we already knew The air with a numb chill, but we already knew Brilliant blue looks down from above, all thickness but clean and dry, on a cold and solitary figure, afraid of the depths below Feet sewn to the ground, but we already knew The air, it breathes for you, but we already knew 26
Waste high in deep panorama, life moves forward below your feet Unswollen and unspoken depths, all calm in its frenzy Boards and Bow Let’s handle this with careful measure, consider this moment one of many Let’s guage the tempurature and the controls, and hand the reins to new identities You shed, you step behind the tide I remake ways that I go forward – submerged in details filling space, compiling blank lines and rewriting them The pen just moves and speaks and flows, translating some passage that was and always is, coming through the screen or through the air, mining the lines of your face That door defines us, walk on through That bridge was laid to speak to you The depth it staggers and shakes your faith, lie or fall or walk across Highway 27 Driving so deliberately through morning fog, star flies circling around my sight Breaking into brilliant blurred sunshine, slowing down into new worlds Stopping, hearing birds sing makes me want to stay, 27
Page 3: Patterns of Reconciliation Matt Mau
Page 6 and 7: Introduction from the Prism of Past
Page 8 and 9: the exchange in Doraville - ‘Old
Page 10 and 11: was the last time I’d ever set fo
Page 12 and 13: exchanging vows at a church on a su
Page 14 and 15: You know all too well because your
Page 16 and 17: a passing day it has become The gre
Page 18 and 19: Sands-a-slippin’, the tide’s wa
Page 21 and 22: Part Two Determination of Deteriora
Page 23 and 24: epeating tender moments, and the sa
Page 25 and 26: An unconscious escape, just coining
Page 27: The colors within shadows can be in
Page 31 and 32: weeping of our brothers and sisters
Page 33: only false consolation Eras die off
Page 36 and 37: Not Easily Resolved You packed for
Page 38 and 39: Am/Are a Shadow I am a shadow whose
Page 40 and 41: This was carefully thought out Just
Page 42 and 43: ack into the stream, the movement t
Page 44 and 45: The lonely call to action, random i
Page 47 and 48: Part Four Post-mortem or Rebirth 45
Page 49 and 50: When we met, I’d asked you where
Page 51 and 52: Breaking free is understanding the
Page 53 and 54: Blood Mediation in Transit Funny ho
Page 55 and 56: illicit gifts sent inconspicuously
Page 57 and 58: The brilliant remnants of dissemble
Page 59 and 60: In Accordance With the Shared Visio
Page 61: 59
Page 64 and 65: Imprints & Post-Scripture Arrival,
Page 66 and 67: watching in waste’s rotation, a p
Page 68 and 69: Watching - lines of your fingers in
Page 70 and 71: ... Captioning a void, formerly a v
Page 72 and 73: choking on the pill and its packagi
Page 74 and 75: Questions aren’t unasked nor dign
Page 76 and 77: News Cycle Each day is a process of
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we’re entrenched in impressions d
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Part Six Post-Scripture 79
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Status Interruptus The body resets
Page 85 and 86:
The Spirit Vacuum Exploitive concep
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waking moments waged from fevered d
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Thank you - Bob Medina, Melissa Mil
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