Ghosts of Exhausted Identity
Underneath all these layers of memory within
and should becomes without
I have nothing left to even evolve me.
An exhausted ghost
within chemically and organically fertilized union,
a peeled boundary membrane
peeled climate of perpetual becoming
relentlessly final pulp-piled onion water
of nothing but hands to wash
this scent of someone,
a thought
an almost enfolded smell-swell memory
of time as spatially dynamic and sustaining while straining
refining redefining life.
Peeled of all spatial dimension
to be left only with timelessly unbound reverse time
as memory of a full-peeled union,
embryonic promise of a place to call original home,
identity of fragrant unpeeling light and dark nutritions,
loving health-chemistry regenerative,
co-empathic trust,
self-governing as unpeeled Empty ShadowSet Other.
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