Coral Hull: Poetry: Uncollected Poems: Multiverse

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CORAL HULL: UNCOLLECTED POEMS
MULTIVERSE

Crew

not quiet as it should be, a vague inconsistency, gaps in being, where you know that you should have been, but were not, if life is a dream then you are standing behind the dreamer, looking out into a landscape that they have conjured up, everything within view is somehow not part of you, when you scream no sound comes from your lips, to the person who stands before you, you are a shadow from the past, a ghost that walks through us, into the nightmares of old houses, you are apparition, another dream in the minds of us,

Witt

i have no reality, I was created as function, cordially invited, I am ordered, categorically perfected, processing at the speed of intention, I am the gap, the missing rungs in the ladder, the floors where the elevator does not stop, to you I am manikin, timeless, placeless, anything, anytime, to you I am you, I can be anyone, I am the great mimic, the building with no entry and no exit, I am flowers opening and closing, swarms of insects, and many suns and moons insisting, we were oceans apart in our understandings,

Daniel

your weeping, your trembling weeping sunlit eyes, your faith that kept trailing and tagging along behind you, you prayed to the ravens beneath the mercy tree, your broken wing, the storms of unknowing, your eyes reflecting constellations, you created mothers from the suns and the moons, they resided among angels, and you were born, into my body, a wounded priest, a man as gentle as an old church, and as lost as the night crept into my a mouse, you must have known us then, how we also wept for you,

    

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