Trans-figuration

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EFQm70xWPQQ

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Ever notice how, just at the pivot,

trigger, tipping point, the very brink

of the stupendous climax, just a hair’s-

breadth blink away from blasting

you ecstatically to trans-mutation

to fulfill the last requirement of your

most yearned-for trans-formation –

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to requite the hunger for it to arrive

which, you know upon the impress

of a strictly private lifelong revelation,

has been why you had appeared, why

you’re still alive – you know how when,

just at that blink the nano-tiny last

scintilla of the thing is ready to be

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breathed upon by God to bring about

that requisitely delicate igniting sigh –

hushed, pregnant exhalation of a hello

and goodbye – which opens all

the golden gateways to the ultimate

redefinition of trans-figuration –

ever notice, that’s when people die?

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Presumably you haven’t, but you will,

at least if hungers as ferocious as

the ones that made Melvina spill (not fly)

off from a window sill pick you, as they

picked her, to face the sole condition

of the only realm that trapped her eye:

the unambiguous indifference of sky.

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