dangling from jagged and branched
cliff sides that hug them close,
and a crucifix of frozen gelatin
rising out of it all.
Out of the collapsed many
the startled yet triumphant one.
Out of the seas
of shifting kitchen counters
the ticking of microwaves
and mouse-like movement
of living lights,
this divine brat of fierce echoes
more real than the last,
more real than the everlasting.
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