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SHE LEFT HER FEET
IN A WELL
AT THE DAWN
OF A HELPING HAND
SHE DREAMED
WITHOUT WORDS
RECALLED
WITHOUT SPEECH
A HIGH TIDE
SWEPT OVER ME
ON MY BACK
THE CLAEVING CLUES
MUTENESS IT IS
THAT I SHED IN SILENCE
SOARED, SUNK, FLOORED
AS SHE ROSE
WITH A DARING DRIVE
HER SOUL IS CLASPED
WITH A HEAVY GYVE
INTO EARTH
HER HAIR CAST ANCHOR
HER BODY
A SPINE OF CHANGE
THEY SPOKE
THE SAME LANGUAGE ONE DAY
THAT GHOST
WAS A BIRD BEFORE
ITS EYES
DROOLING TEARS NO MORE
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A GLINT OF A SECOND
THAT I SWIRL
WITH A FALLING GASP
AT LAST DID MINGLE THE LONESOME BREATHS
BEHOLD
THE BOUNDLESS DISTANCE THAT I SIP
BEFORE A DIM MIRROR
WINDS BLEW HARSH TODAY
SEEK ME IN THE FISSURES
ON MY FLESH CRAWL THE ARID TRAILS MARKED BY MEMORIES EVER SO
AN ABYSMAL SIGH
DID THE SWAMPS HEAVE
MY HOMELESSNESS BURSTS THROUGH MY GRITTY SHELL
IN MULTIPLE WORLDS
MAY THEY SHARE
A WOE
INSIDE OUT AM I BESET WITH WEBS MY BODY
WITHOUT A BEAT
THOSE GLEAMS
ALL GULPED SNAP TO AN ENDLESS SPACE
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