Firm belief is like a
daylight boat
with leaks as wide as
nighttime skies
and wild conspiracies
are always born
because the boat is
always sinking.
Such a world of
constant
doubt is always quick
to point
a finger at some other
rather than
the mystery enveloping
the moon.
Other than being,
nothing is known,
and all alleged
knowledge is
a theoretical house of
cards
collapsing into being
that unknown.
In the dark night of
that perfect
clarity of space,
coyotes howl,
who hears and no one
listens.
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