Assumption of dignity
By Dylan Everett
Sentences we serve and speak
like imprinted bones,
by old fires with bodies
surrounding the coals like constellations.
Another kiss like a bridge upon a foreheads grief,
old child your dignity is known, one said, as though born old,
new grief our feathers are just gathered in the wind.
Tools of a slow dawn.
Or a mountain induced by time.
Carrier of resurgence offer the gift of passing joys,
always assuming the unknown,
gestures summoned assumptions of dignity,
a heart of life given without thought,
gestures resting on the earth with an open hand.
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