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but you're just a dot in orion's belt

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I want to breathe you, midnight animus released

to stare into you like a drunk stares into the sea

folding inside out, mind raveled over matter; shattered
into thin slivers of shimmer glancing off the waves.

I'll hold you like a thought against the flutter
of a clustered heart, an open ended ticket
clutched in hand, head already racing into space--

some far off constellation, misshapen into hunter and prey.

Perhaps.

One day when all the loose ends wind themselves back into place.
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