Spirits in a
trance, two impulses
take fleeting
form in you:
one, faintly
warm, attempts to push
beyond the
other – who, abstractly
cool, impedes
by gentle awkward
reflex to
restrain – impediment
and prod too slight
to lose or gain –
or matter. Rising,
falling, floating:
breath and instinct scatter..
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