The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
The Mercurial Microtome

Pricked your finger and kissed
the effluence of crimson tones
and tremors as you numerate in
appellations of the irrational
that hang pendulous and primed 
to slice cleanly through the
irreducibility of this moment
and its Loki-like equivocations
baiting the absence of our 
unattending audience who wait
to clap until the waterfall 
catharsis pours over unhearing 
ears and eyes snowblinded
by light amplitudes and the spin
of the vibrations that oscillate 
in the Usness of the collective
who gently gathered garlands 
of the unknowables.
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