Contouring In
The Stillness
Along the contours between the blank spaces
engraved names are lined so to follow traces
as the coldness in the stone stills the mind’s madness.
Reading the morning paper noting how death is ageless
many fell anonymously - while some are known obits
either way, a thanatology that befits.
White noise, a formless gauze, acquits
further reparations as the shroud
forgives promises – all debts disavowed.
Across the blue domain ships of clouds
of magical forms and astounding shapes
contouring in the stillness of the scapes.
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