Ron Koppelberger
Mysterious Chase
Sunday immeasurable, specifically alive
In the all of forevers denial, by time and
Wash, by fractured fame and the interwoven
Will of a design in alabaster wonts of cool sated sugar ice,
By the ascending love and the swell of a mysterious
Chase, by frayed edges and moths lighting the horizon
With an evanescent rhythm, by the calm meeting of marriages and veils in lace
Desire.
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