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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