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I'm going to tie a string
around the new dawn
and make the sun my balloon.
I won't let go as it keeps rising,
I just need warmth and this seems
like the best way to find it,
the day taking me with it
round the world.
Take a picture of your rooftop,
and I'll wave as I go by.
around the new dawn
and make the sun my balloon.
I won't let go as it keeps rising,
I just need warmth and this seems
like the best way to find it,
the day taking me with it
round the world.
Take a picture of your rooftop,
and I'll wave as I go by.
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and even so, you stayed
I taste rain on your lips
and I know you’ve been
writing poetry again.
I breathe into the touch
of your fingers
cascading in a soft scale
down the cage of bones
around my heartbeat.
you kiss me
knowing
the colors that drift
in my mind
like water beneath
all the bridges that were
burned for me
and you stay.
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Dissonance
The mountain, bathing her flanks
in the yellow moon,
all the thin
margins of chemistry edging
toward frost and silence
isn’t it enough
to be alive—
Must I also
love it?
Air chills, stiffens.
It becomes hard to breathe.
Later in star-dewed night and the earth
in oscillating harmonics with the sun
and moon, and all the space dust there ever was
and ever will be, and I’m standing there
amidst the whirl
uneasy
afraid
brandishing myself like a club,
like the very first torch
burning fitful in the dark
though it’s only a scrap of carbon
thinking it can think, that loving
or not loving
should matter at all
though it&
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self-organized
the fatal attraction of civil mysticism and the ingenuity of the perfect aspect ratio fit me into my corner so I could cube myself and bloom under pressure never ending as expected new cubbyholes to place in my belly filled with grief and relief for the mes no one wants to see.
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Wouldn't that be kinda cool? 
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That would be awesome. 