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when i outstretch my arms to you from this finger, right out                                                                                                       here                    to this finger                       right out here and i say “this is how much i love you” i mean to say “look at all this space i’m taking up — this is the only space i’ll ever be able to take up, in fact. just look at it. this 1.7 meter radius which perceives — envelops — all this life inside of it. big warm house me with my arms stretched out, saying: from here — to here — big warm house with all this fire in it. big warm house with all this light in it, big door open wide to let more in. everything i ever touch everything i make everything i read, love, devour each peach plum and pear each kiss forehead ones big strawberry picnic ones little dog snout ones ones i do without lips at all: looking at you in your cool orange shade magic making me fizzy, for example. little red cheek from crying, from kissing, from blushing little duck swimming in soda water. all of that all of this fits within this 1.7 meter hug and with it from this finger to this finger i mean to say “hello, please come in, welcome home”
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 7:27 PM UTC
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when i outstretch my arms to you from this finger, right out                                                                                                       here                    to this finger                       right out here and i say “this is how much i love you” i mean to say “look at all this space i’m taking up — this is the only space i’ll ever be able to take up, in fact. just look at it. this 1.7 meter radius which perceives — envelops — all this life inside of it. big warm house me with my arms stretched out, saying: from here — to here — big warm house with all this fire in it. big warm house with all this light in it, big door open wide to let more in. everything i ever touch everything i make everything i read, love, devour each peach plum and pear each kiss forehead ones big strawberry picnic ones little dog snout ones ones i do without lips at all: looking at you in your cool orange shade magic making me fizzy, for example. little red cheek from crying, from kissing, from blushing little duck swimming in soda water. all of that all of this fits within this 1.7 meter hug and with it from this finger to this finger i mean to say “hello, please come in, welcome home”
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Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 7:27 PM UTC
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