do you burn in the fire of the fiery smoke
enthralled and .thrust.

thrust your self
into that


infinite


space
between


thought and tangibility
spoken word and unconscious . ness

tree limb and sky,
breath and chest


that .place. between
raindrop and sky,
clouds and moon

the trace
silhouette of a star screaming.careening across space
held
in the palms of a hand...

your hand.
my hand.

fingers.

embossing

the vocal structures of personality

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writhing and worming inside the skin you walk

in


in

that perceived space between you . (and this) world...

this world
so whimisical
so unjustified and crawling upon bare.
knees
pulsating within teardrops colured in hues of

outrage.



do i dare cast myself upon the tornado

of a snowflake kissing space
smiling and dancing in the intricate calligraphy of a buttwerflywing
pumping in rhythmic drumming drumming
melodically as the heart against rib cage

cage. in a mirror, staring
into it self



do i dare
cast myself between



that space between . . .






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