The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
The UnSolar Oven

My salty heart melts 
when the infinity 
of even one 
mirror lands upon my collectors
why deploy a clonal collective whose
purity diverges with the next rain's halo
just because one can reach higher temperatures
there is a different fire to be harnessed
within the odd shapes that pass 
across this spacetimemoment
a convergence of archeologies
myriad legions of stories untold
the true bible of this babel world
a melange of milieus 
we are the celestial artifacts 
fossils fluorescing by-
what is this light that projects
this timeline into view
the other side of our precipitating
we see in dark matters
to explain the inexorable attraction
that is so plain to the child mind
and so wantonly rediscovered
by every fold that sags as our
latticework crumbles into stardust
and our yearning returns to
the great cosmic café au lait
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