POEM: Bone-joy Resonance

A sage, throughout his cave days,
whiles away the summer nights
in a darkness within darkness.

The tomb-like silence fades into
a faint resonance.

Musty earthen scent becomes
the dominant sensation.

A tomb within a tomb within rocky ground.

And — slowly, at first — his mind spills out,
and spirals beyond the bounds of all constraints.

Until it reaches the cave rock,
and then it sets into the stone.

Whether the rock starts vibrating
at the frequency of bone,
or bone oscillates from contact with rock —

I don’t know —

All I know is that this cave
that was empty save some flesh and bone
is now full.

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