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[I REMAIN AN OBJECT] ❋ Nate Pritts

I remain an object

In a technological world

The house of creation all full of night


We stand in a doorway

It isn’t real

And some astral presence



Just out of frame

Waiting to explode              Inward

To occupy a human setting


With relentless energy

      I read by the light of my soul

Conjured in flames

Through my love of this moment


Always this moment

      The one that is happening

With roots       Sprawling

      A tangle of voices


So many other verses

To so many other poems


All the dreams I remember

      End with a collision

The way a secret is revealed

      With a terrible crash

Or else never at all