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Consequence

There
is no peace
here.
Locating:
as in a book
wherein
the biographer
talks of the poet
with formers
and latters
so the eyes
must go back
between the firsts
and seconds,
the mind
force itself
to distinguish
because of his heavy handedness
with time.
Not all time
occurs
linearly.
Asians
are not wrong
for their thoughts
circling,
Arabs
for their writing
looking
back,
their right hand concealing
what it has just written.
In the Qur'an
God,
the translation
says, says
the positive disaster
first-
"Let your heart be oppressed"-
then its negation:
"no more"
and continues in appeasement
"by any difficulty
on that account."
Why I can't even worship,
I can't even say
God,
this presentiment
hinders so.



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