Ode to Joy by Pablo Cipher_O Martinez 

It is the face of the place that all roads lead, indeed

deconstructed to the structure of the individual 
being of the physical having an experience of the spiritual 
arrays of ways at maze end awe and amazement 

meeting place of time space and daze of grace 
culmination of a life exacting ink 
extracting beauty from the hideousness of all of this 
into projected reflections of stars we sink 

arms outstretched falling backward waves rippling wayward 
convening the seconds into the minutes into the hour 
past-present-future as singular structure 
magical symbol emanating with the power 

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Cipher
Pohms 
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