Spherical
Space, somewhere in ruins,
is the very place
of death. Everything is
spherical, like earth is
the very place of bones,
and for what purpose?
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from my unpublished manuscript: Spherical
©dah / dahlusion 2019 all rights resereved
"Spherical" was first published in Blognostics Journal
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