Novices At Play
Desire overcomes the nun's hard bench.
Girls play on distant beaches
tightness each in slow motion each
on remote beaches each.
Water, beach, woods, to a triangle,
an infinite point of unseen movement.
Wavearch, wavefall.
Chasing, yelling, hot sand on wet feet.
Watching black birds at the seashore.
The creating energy expands until
maximum ergs squeeze the universe
in the tight matrix of the born.
The dead remain unburied in their flesh
their strength holding the universe
as a construct
against anarchy
against chaos.
Rivers of life run over the chasm shore
and humans wreathe with anxious joy
that life has come and relief begun
in cells of hardness.
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