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Feb 2010
All of this body is mine.

A creature that moves until it dances.
Steadies itself against its shadow.
Bends in all the right places.


I am not merely this body.

I cannot fit into
The crevasses of these arms.
Fill the emptiness of these lungs.
Sink into the vast complexities of these
Parts.
Alex E
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