Let

You do not begin and let
The thickets of language
Speak in local tautology

Let the words be lonely
And strange and exotic,
Orientally in accidental.

Let all things accidental
Speak of accident birth
From one’s somewhere

Let the petals be loose
To fall from a loose sky
Feet up, to a wet earth

Let it drown in chance,
Your being an accident
Let electric fire engulf

Twist  woman’s finger
Cut a baby’s life loose
Like petal loose in sky.

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