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. 

 

dylan

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