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One,·two,·three¶
Our·mind’s·do·seize¶
Before·that·punctual·decree¶
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Hurriedly·we·fill¶
That·confronting· ¶
Small·marks·of·a·quill¶
A·displacing·defence¶
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Thus·from·our·sight·is·hid¶
Those·looming· s¶
L’appel·du·vide¶
Covered·in·present·sheathings¶
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The·need·for·constant·movement¶
To·prevent·irrevocable· ¶
From·making·our·entombment¶
In·its·flood·diluvian¶
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For·to·sit·and·wait¶
Is·to·invite·the· ¶
It·will·not·abate¶
Until·we·are·destroyed¶
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So,·in·far·orbit·we·sleep¶
Trapped·by·endless·. ¶
Insularly·we·keep¶
Dreaming·of·another·place¶
But·when·veracity¶
Falls·on·our·capacity¶
Existence’s·negation¶
Is·the·seed·of·creation¶
Burgeoning·serenity¶
In·patient·staticity¶
No more do we fill
That definite absence
Now we feel the thrill
Of emptiness dense
Welcome we bid
To impotent nothing
L’appel du vide
An old friend tithing
We rest still
Feel the flood diluvian
The wash of waters chill
Inured of oblivion
For now we imagine
We summon from the void
We are the origin
The pivotal centroid
We can awaken
Pass through endless space
From which we were taken
And see the other’s face
I leave one final nothing
Of what comes next
Forming into something
Implicit, imagined·