crown of my head

so unfocus my eyes.

I want to see you dancing

in the oscillation of shapes

feathering into one and all, into me


and I catch between

where are my limbs?

where are the bounds of me?


together we know.


to see what you see

is to weigh the crown of my head

against the cavern of your chest.

is to know.

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