Under a Beech Tree







Under a Beech Tree

Dancing through stillness
the stars learn of the tireless work

and bleak future of thinking.
The message unclear

possibilities unknown.
They cross the cosmic streets

flaunt their lives, their afterlives.
Cling to sensations when physical bodies

are absent. Bodies use to hearing
songs while lying on Mexican blankets,

drinking poems, reading wine,
heads stuck in the heavens.

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