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MEETING MAMMOTH CAVE, EIGHT MONTHS PREGNANT

In the night to my humanness

the unparticled has poured,

no beam will sink or angle,

no slow new mineral drip

through the circling ceiling

(loud strength of a darkness

only dark can reassure

(solid cavern’s holding,

to hollow the beautiful

carrying dark to hold me,

to empty the slippery

(The loud strength of a darkness

only dark can reassure

(solid cavern’s holding,

No beam will sink or angle,

open cavern’s holding,

in the rock to my humanness

unparticled and poured

to hollow the beautiful

(Into no circumference.

Spells

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