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[because I wrote this right now]


and you can see it
from here        …nothing

        …if he tried to(o) read your poems tonight
           would there be room enough to breathe
           light enough to(o) share flesh against flesh and water between these electric pulses

could a moment

from here

we can never return

and when it becomes much easier to(o) recognize
how much a single knotted flame tastes without oxygen

their bodies float
out to(o)

Posted 09/18/12
this poem is a spontaneous piece that I typed straight into the text box.
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