today, rather than one topic or another, i've read the last entry from Hal or H.B. and will see if i can pull a topic from something there.
The words of sweetness for millennia
surround your head, my treasure,
their substance crystallized
among clay jars and amulets,
hawks' heads, dark eyes.
We have been here before, the tombs,
the streets, with bare feet, in linen,
in sandstone, in silk, in marble.
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