Tree of Awe

Tree of Awe

Will Stillwell


Most of my time I distract,
tangled into self-assigned tasks an’ things
whose thrill at accomplishment is less,
less than that instinct instant
our pulse is fingered,
blood courses semen, flesh, eggs, and stones,
smiling perfect realization
that can never hold still

Every thing rises from intimacy sticky candy on our fingertips.


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