January 3 2023 - The Poem's Return

I remember now
the soft whirrs of
a gentle robot, rebooting

the mechanics unfold
limb through a bounty
of language and image

the dull animal with dull eyes 
ignited suddenly by the need
to run

poems return, a dance
i left behind
somehow caught up

forgives my long legging
calls me by my name.





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