pre-digested nouvelle sustenance

"to try their meaning"

why do we leave the light to be unsaid

"I am not the sum of the other voices you hear in your head"

the light

a few seconds

marathon

on the wings of a watching common tongue-

the river desperately trying to prescibe the face it's identity

desperately

I thought of you

sewn long ago

living on the muddy river bottom

I come here to try and breathe something resurrect

into the drowning man

out there

not in here

my lines

your pulling

shadows for minutes

grown

on all sides of yourself

posing in the skin you spill

not ready to be spilled

after the death of your unborn son

neither art nor artifact

put back on the wall

the moment before my heart beats

to not step at all

instead of trying to step

a closed whisper

in the skin

of another

forgetting the voices of who we once were




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