Surge

Poetry’s urgency sees things
As they are, a surge in room

Lizard sees things as they are
And urgent is surge at worm

Worm is surge in foolishness
Of staying out of worm hole.

There is a great urgency here
To see the things as they are

Shadows that breath in there.
Up on wall is worm and prey.

Lizard says kitta kitta urgent.
Worm says nothing in lizard.

Lizard says thing in urgency.
It meets a breath in shadow

Shadow is a surge in poetry.
Breathe is the poem as it is.

A surge is a poetry of death,
A shadow breathing poems.

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