More of You

 

Clay is stardust

mixed with water
which amounts
to stardust, too –
into and around
and out of which

constituents are

soon supplied
with what they
need to make up
more of you.
You look around

and blink at what

you think is utterly
unfathomably
other, but really
it’s your mother
and your brother.

Face it, darlings,

it is done: we’re
inextinguishably
one, if intramural:
singularly
plural.








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