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this is our history     this is our home
	the wheel rocks to and from
we pose no challenge to the equilibrium
       the wheel rocks to and from
the scale of things that encompass a cranium
is more than embodied brains contain
       the wheel rocks to and from
all life is violence     all violence is
is a change in chemistry     and     o yes
a crust congealing on a sea of iron
	the wheel rocks to and from
red rifts lash out     hot as an exlover’s tongue
life roots in the scar tissue	the cooling lava floods
stretchmarks in a mother’s belly     calming to the touch
forgive her the violence of a birth so rough
and the polar cold at her extremities
	the wheel rocks to and from
what we have and hold is the mystery at hand
the eyes behind the eyes that we behold
and the silence intervening     shekinah and the holy ghost
the brooding nature of an earlier earth     explosive
and by turns oppressed     a bully alone with herself
her with her plumes of orange flame and abalone eyes
locked in ice for an epoch     a silent screaming face
by grace of replication    life teems in a warm crevasse
	the wheel rocks to and from
this is our history     this is our home
the counteraction of a pendulum
to the wheel is strapped a human form
to demonstrate     davinci-wise     our range of motion
like an angel drawn in snow     a starfish man
inverted on a card     a figure four     change is to come
to a circle lurching rightsideup from upsidedown
we know so little else of him     so little can be known
of the geometrically ideal     and the golden mean
this crust of cooling continent set adrift
what we do know     we know by measurement
and inference     an incremental divination
of our history and of our home
       the wheel rocks to and from.