Back when I was a boy
and we lived in that House
With my sisters, and my mom, and
My Father
From time to time
I remember--there was a sound
emanating from somewhere
seeming far off
And it struck so deep
the way a particular
moment of music will
Some call it the soul
Others the Heart --
I say
Fissure of
Umbilical connection
To that place
from whence we came
to which
we inevitably shall
Return
This Howl
haunts me now
even as then
When the moon is full
and city falls silent
just before the precipice
of another
Earthly day
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