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Bi Janus

Cracking open now

in the evening

upon the floor,

a great egg

shattered under

its own weight

What strides

from the juice,

shaking off

all expectation,

every desire?

Startling at that

Late in the day’s




the fire heated

beyond love’s joy,

Beyond fear

of love’s ceasing,

whistling into

a distance

no witness

may imagine

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