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Decimal Cereus


Never I saw such big oh so accepted,

I never, wordless ounce, once bereft recall.

Yet I store illusion, how the freer frees;

thoughtfully I watch away until more

dark weathers.


Anthers daydreamt speeding never, not I,

rods precedent beneath the radius.

Not islands successive, not one golden instead,

certain solitaire that yaws, I am, I yarn:

ceremonials, as though

limbs, overlapped from flicking, gusting up

purely littered.

Joe Milazzo