at sea level skin curls tighter
beginning an identity in twisting
swirls creating lightening with concrete toes
that slope down your belly curiously making this home
a memory worth extending unveiling a world kept to myself
this body is strong in silence an interlock
entanglement of song before it falls into traces
dreaming of chances
no longer seeing a piece of what our gazing became
I trip over myself and I fly with sparks
which isn't worth much when breathing for two
meaning creating a greenhouse of safety isn't simply
for the particle teased petals that I spun
thickened as a model of my flesh pollinated by
keeping small

how strong is this silence

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