poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

JJ Moves On
a sound delicate and sublime perfectly balanced she bites my hand with the gravest care a nibble from wild beast in atypical home composed of strangers somehow bound together one at the end one at the beginning two in the midst of coming to the light and that evening became memorable in celebration of a loved one who crossed the threshold [3-X-2021]
The sentiment of this piece is best embodied in the sound of Silver Mt. Zion's 13 Angels Standing Guard ‘Round the Side of Your Bed , associated with the following quote:

"He has left us alone but shafts of light sometimes grace a corner of our rooms"

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