Deep DNAA Poem by albeeIt is the prime directive, like eat survive reproduce. Next to breathing. It is the reach from the belly to find a hold, an anchor, a golden trust in being alive. It is mysterious. Compelled to reach for a mystique, a cumulus cloud of mythos, scattered with metaphors and rainbows in the mind’s eye. © 2021 albeeReviews
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