If I lose more incarnate
Children
To children that be ghosts
Loiter, move, suffer
Do the rest
As ghosts
Then my descent will be
A descent of ghosts
Since that matter: energy
Be not destroyed
But my sperm
Though not in descent
Appearing
Descends the same in things
Around
The Earth
That Earth that carries in
Its plenteous womb
What cannot be destroyed
The Earth, our mother
Earth.
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