I prefigure in space and time as breath,
as insufflation, if you oblige me
the internalization of the depth
of meanings stitched by the difference set free:
From the present in that time's like a flow
in a space sort of like a rap cipher –
An undulating circle that moves slow
but thinks quick, and the law is an eye for:
An A or an E – both signs excellence
at the same time, but at differing points
in our life's journey, in this journey's sense,
like a prophet whose own body anoints:
Its own mind, which running, racing in place
guides the heart, body and language through space.
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