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In the Beginning (Tic)

In the beginning

there was only mysticism,

no matter of fact.


Just like the rolling river,

just like the summer breeze

through the trees,


just like the night sky.



coming –


I twitch, and for a second


is as it was –




it’s not –


been twitchin’ since I can remember –

ever since

I became


party to a pain to match –

we’re searching for


some space




and flat on our backs –

the night sky, the summer breeze,

the trees, the rolling river,


let every tic

help make the passage safe. 





Posted 07/18/18
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