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prelude

over and over
reception
intake
life

pushing
outward and inward
finding new layers
levels
dimensions
times

hot water
falling and rushing
onto and into
all
of

changing
flows through time

awakening senses
to dimensions
right here
next
to

standing naked in cold air

moments of an orgasm
bones muscles and spine
skipping and bouncing
across surfaces
sometimes
over and
over
but
always
finally

sinking

laughing
at the absurd joy
of such nonsense

with
each stop
and the grand finale
a different layer
with reality
and with whatever it is
that’s lived with me from the beginning
with the gut of me
pushing
past
one frame
of reference
one world
one time
one universe
into others

foreign
reckonings
understandings
rememberings
bursting
in
to

me

from middle year poems — Bill Eberle

January 2018     © 2018, Bill Eberle