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Inception

Through a distant awareness
all eyes unmasked
The answers vacant
and fading fast

The horizon changes
from front to back
All reasons caught
within its trap

Time despondent
its seconds tear
Whose reign dethroned
inception near

The weight uprooted
a seedless fruit
The past, tomorrow
-and present moot

(Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania: November, 2022)