On my relative blank memory,
all photographs leave scars
of your insect inspiration,
in the ice forms on my window.
My memories here are conjured up--
distilled inside, they churn me up
& leave me feeling
survival here is not enough.

Like a spirit, he remembers
longer than your lifetime,
further than your mind can see,
& further than your heart can feel.
I cross a wonder wall from east
to west,
declare myself a king
(a gesture that would have
no meaning).

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