You are new to the world
You are the teeth of the day
A nascent ascent into the realm of duplicity
An interpolation of polarity's invitation
You are old to the world
You are opening yourself
Gripping greedily onto tattered fringes
Latent laments insidiously hanging lower, closer
Both together a tempestuous dalliance
until its diaphanous energy
the apex of its activity
dirigible by time
Extirpates the bifurcated set
Conflates them unto death
