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in a wind, you

in a wind, you
told me all you
ever said in
one breath, so
deep– i
never knew
you would
want the words
returned
, well,
how lucky
the sky
spans us all
and
all i need be
is transparent
for you to see
through to
where i am not,
nor you,
but
still
your eyes are
and, there, they
live, they
experience
the curvature
of a world
stood on
and slept in,
walked and
wandering,
waiting for
the visitors,
they, who are
lively, stationed,
to feel
to feel
they are all
in this,
She,
together, and
ignorance
is bliss
only if
you know not
ignorance exists–
walk the turning world
and know you’ll never
be where you are now
again
unless you
circumnavigate
this crystal-clear cylinder,
perfectly/
slightly/
rounded, bulged and
so stuck in gravity
to find the worry
of falling
is just if you go
too far from where you belong, for
if you risk the raise of
the risk, you’ll
surely find a notion squandered
by crazy calamities,
but if you
are where
you belong,
and you’ll know,
you’ll know if you’re
where you
need to be, you’ll
surely be safe, for
you wouldn’t be
where you belong
otherwise–
and
fear nothing, for
you are where you are for
the sake of not being
anywhere
anywhere else, but
but
hold on, and you’ll never go.

One Comment

  1. sarah. sarah. September 30, 2006

    beautiful. i’m such a sucker for this stuff.

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