I would bend water for you,
Sever the eyes of sound
Swallow grain straight
Without ubiquitous chaser.
I gather your casings
Around my eastern gaze
If only I could surpass
The limit of my breath
And dissolve into
The noose of your astonishment.
–
Though long, it is never far
And you are the only way
To my heart, the only lane
With passage through
My vertebral parts
The only possibility
In a kettle of ruined fish.
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