In rêve I seem (I am), real-to
yearned having, without either having.

Added or subtracted from all-le-monde, Known.

for these are not they, and God, bigger
than what I was raised on

lent a sonnet of bones.

To the I, built on a lack (herein)
Anothers’ Vue allplentying, emptying—

(if Love is-a receiving the eyes)

The rêverie runs dry.
Unmovement holds it fast by its seams.

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iris liu / poet / toronto