Doug Wilton ≈ Surfaces

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Surfaces

this table this notebook these words surface
an unfathomable flow is
all that i really am disappearing
into seemingly old but ever new surfaces
disappear along with this disappearing body

but after i am gone you will still find me
know me
as every surface you see hear touch feel think
as everything you are

it’s hard to love a stream of disappearing surfaces
now beautiful now terrible now familiar now strange
now indifferent now wanting to love
somehow that wanting sleeps in all these surfaces
until it rises

into the surfaces of our hearts feeling
our minds thinking
our bodies finding all the surfaces
where two halves of infinity
are one
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