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Mar 2020
Lord knows i’ve tried to go the distance
And your body is the temple
I’ll bury myself in at night
And drink of the sacred fire
That makes all the stars alight
We are shimmering in our disaster
Longing for the advancement of the afterlife
Mind numbs body to feelings
Feet indulge in dancing to the music
These ancient rhythms seek
Willing partners to amuse themselves with tonight
We are faster than the morning
At breaking the rules of dawn
The longing you feel doubles whenever you hear the alarm
And I am bringing my own bottle to ruminate upon
With the sound of laughter echoing in the distance
She hums along to the moaning of the refrigerator
And I make paper airplanes and toss them in the gutters
Cause all this existential distance has got me up in arms
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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