The Winter Nights
May 25, 2016
The 8 count concerto
I inhale the space between
continents,
stretch my legs.
It's moments like
this- you can feel it
happening- that you grow
transformed
partly into something
else strange and
unnameable-
so when death comes
it can only take
part of
you.
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