I SENSED BITTERNESS AT OUR INTRODUCTION
I saw already how we'd cut short our meetings
I saw us alone
At home
Ensuring our rhythyms might be pinned, painstakingly sewn,
Parted and hemmed by ten fingers more
Than nobody has
And that, twin, is better than nothing.
That is still our gift in motion.














Comments
Sweet
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Jesus christ.
Is good.
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We didn't give it a mouth so it cannot complain.
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