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Epilogue

By connection to the outer, we invite her
immutably altered now; a transition crossed

La Nĩna, La Fuego, a thunderous volcano
trembles sorting shared belongings
and disappears in the platform steam
willing, waiting, wanting to erupt.

Insignificant and half-forgotten
hours spent teasing meaning from words
hammering an empty hole to prevent
betrayal, loss ... all but love.

These days go on and on, an epilogue
from the shadow of this moment
like the point to cling to
to escape from loss.