Unseen

The bend in my knees
The spaces between breaths
Measured in infinities.
The heart takes a whole rest
And the sediment settles.
Slivers of sentiment
Surrender to gravity.
The skeletal remnants,
The discarded ardency
Collects. Rattle of bone,
The discordant chorus
Of benedictions
Left unseen in this tome
You’ve returned unread,
Blessing no one.

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