squared dreams
in a book of changes
where the ice
rearranges
as you write
life becomes
the escapement
and mocking stares
dare note the strange
where the shocking glares
coat faces of the nonbeliever
“….. we need five …..”
dragon writes to find her
as the year turns sound
nine ancients knew
it would come
around
“…..and so it follows .....”
that this
came to ground.
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