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Mark

Robert

Turner

You After All

 

You after all

When nothing remains,

Ending past,

Final no thought of recovery;

When the known breaks

Into uncountable particles,

Dust dissipated into dusty haze,

Begin you

Standing where no more we be,

Making eyes,

Putting breaths together

In our breast which never was

To heave again.

 

A day routine,

Add days to week and make a month,

So many years expected

Then all is done.

Commence you unbounded

Outside the lines;

Awaken us from nothingness,

Newborns surprised

How small a wisp we had been.