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shadow424

she was a bird

dancing in contact

with natural lines

of sky blue

without end,

lifting her arms

like that of

an angel

as fluid moved

and escaped

from beneath her,

subtracting the

additions of light

passing through

weighted air,

dividing the lines

of layered space,

forcing a prayer

to the surface

as the rain

walks her

to an end table

painted red

where she reconnects

with the first drip

of her next

breath

 

  • Author: shadow424 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 30th, 2021 21:21
  • Category: Unclassified
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