Status Updates From Til 2040

What is it to open.
What is it to open and have one's

last time left.
The green is coming. It is pushing from behind.
I can feel the tremor of hanging on.
I have not yet fallen.

How crowded we are on our stock.
(This Vase of Quince Branches You Sent Me)

Day
... February 2022 I'm singing you out,
if nothing else let me finish my song.
I'm not enough but I
could have been less.
...
What will you make of the chorus
when it comes to
What will you make.
You had a lifetime
to get this story,
to write its long and bitter poem.

... look closely into that manual,
into the book of
tools no longer

used, into the book of
what we don't yet see
under this applause of
starlight for the always

finishing play unfurling
right before our very
eyes. Are they open or

shut. ... (Dusk in Drought)

On the Last Day
...
Even as it
erases itself it does not
erase the thing

it was. And gave you.

No one can tell the whole story.

primera parte: God
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