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What odd creatures we be in binary we breathe these two feet a lifetime of skinned knees propped up suspended beneath eternities a rhythm alternating heaviness upon such a wild sphere we danced like infants when we danced together we danced the moon we danced quadruped this heart at times plural often lost we carry always a contained ocean a single fragment a measure of the sudden and the certain a rhythm alternating heaviness we wander we heard we learn extended we fall restless the universe and knowing it we are made up of everything and we are incomplete ever beholding the beginning ever beholden the end everyone belonging the choice and the inconsequential in between the road and the alone the time we make home a rhythm alternating infinities and I dance incomplete for your eyes and your feet missing your breath while I breathe my heavier pulse my bent light and our ocean sleeps in streets in the puddles of a weeping sky breaking concrete
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 5:24 AM UTC
For a girl I once knew in Saskatoon...
What odd creatures we be in binary we breathe these two feet a lifetime of skinned knees propped up suspended beneath eternities a rhythm alternating heaviness upon such a wild sphere we danced like infants when we danced together we danced the moon we danced quadruped this heart at times plural often lost we carry always a contained ocean a single fragment a measure of the sudden and the certain a rhythm alternating heaviness we wander we heard we learn extended we fall restless the universe and knowing it we are made up of everything and we are incomplete ever beholding the beginning ever beholden the end everyone belonging the choice and the inconsequential in between the road and the alone the time we make home a rhythm alternating infinities and I dance incomplete for your eyes and your feet missing your breath while I breathe my heavier pulse my bent light and our ocean sleeps in streets in the puddles of a weeping sky breaking concrete
For Emily.
#loss#memory
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 5:24 AM UTC
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