I am never certain of
Truths I learned as each
Was felled with the

Frequency of lunar
Cycles and momentarily
Replaced by allelic

Variants piercing my
Powers of ratiocination,
Leaving interstitial

Inferences I endeavor
To alleviate in the guise
Of communion with

Words I hold sacred
Authored by others who
Vow to sustain me

Without need of
Antemortem miracles
While my present

Body saunters toward a
Posthumous encounter at
The plateau of my soul

© Rob Taylor, 2018



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