Veloonia Is Not Alonia (Sunday Sermon)
Veloonia hangs by a stem
wrapped in herself
speaks wide-eyed about the light
spreads the rumor
the wind is gone forever
pretends not to know
the light
dries the old and nourishes the young
the wind
makes dust of mountains and spreads seeds
the night
can’t be delayed
the morning
can be hurried
and the truth
is a point
where the stem meets the branch.
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System Humanity 
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