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translucence
sky translucence, the autumnal leaves’delicate dance as hypnotic as the steady lull and humof dawn rearing its head as a constant, I see thedelusions eating away at your body, your hairwith silk silver on raven black locks, your laughterbetween breaths and chattering, my ownattempts at understanding a soul so voracious for lightit cannot contain it,…
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boxes
in the mudroom, differentboxes exist, some empty some cut into slatssome folded to rest one contains paper withnumbers and conversations on weight, how muchto see into your body, to measurethe malign, how much for comfortcare, pulsing feel- good throughyour veins and how heavyyour heart without therespirator, how did the soulbreathe, in a metallic blue box,…
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:in hollows
lapsing with morningwe subsist on gaps and fissures you, idle in the doorwaysay you’re too porous I decide to laze elsewherethere are raw holes in the cupboards but I can’t quite fitI could wrestle with space under the bed but it’s busywith broken-down boxes in the closet’s nooksbetween coats I command hooks to housemy flesh…