Treis Laid On
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One morning The Way laid on impune transports
so Lodger could arrive at his compassion
Across the jaw of Lodger
the age of bite unclenched
Propelled by keen preservation
Pod slid unseen
through the hatch to inside
to sit out the uncounting possibilities
Then freed from the momentary paralysis to truth
Lodger ripped clods of creatures
from the paroled Earth
Hurling them at the open
at the feeling
at the held silence of all knowing
Linked
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Treis __ Laid On