Mohamad S Bazzi

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When The Glow Falls

(December 30, 2022)

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​ . 1 .

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Lines in the sky

Askew angular projections

Reflections ​of the afflictions

     of architecture​​

Moored in the stabilities of tension

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Lines in the sky 

Curves coiling carelessly 

​Curling the vast celestial dimension​

Mired in the affinities of madness

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 . 2 . 

 

Scattered visions

Sprinkled lights

Glints and reversals 

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Born and reborn again

Since when began what

And what began when

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One distant point 

Glowing among multitudes

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Unknowables unwritten in time​

Unresolved and discarded epistles

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 . 3 .

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I have doubt

All about and throughout

My spaces

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I hold doubt

Aloft

Like a crucial, dispensable 

Shred of paper

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I carry doubt

Around town

Like a clumsy basket of lemons

Atop my pricked shoulder

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 . 4 .

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The limitations of what you can describe

The weaknesses within the margins

     you transcribe

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The manipulation of you

When you attempt the manipulation

     of the world​

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With enumerations
Enunciations

Insufferable iterations

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Of being

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Who you are

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 . 5 .

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How long will I have this time

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To peer out into the dark nothingness

Listen to some bothersome squawking

Some dubious distant morning sound​

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The slamming of steel upon steel

Or onto the natural frozen ground​

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How long until

The bridesmaid of drudgery

Throws her shackles at my feet

     once again

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 . 6 .

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Tomorrow is already spent

With her collapsed legs and

     deleted arms​

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First they came for the space

     in your mind​

Then they came for the faces, sublime​

Then they came for the length

     of your lines​

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The ending will be your final forgetting

Of who you were

And who you are

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