muscle can dance, tick, tick,
can shift up down point
toes. can in sensate though
deeply tired, knowing it
where the skin breaks a
bruise to surface spreading
something hurts / let go / you
say "intensely" a freedom
the mouth opens, ticks
wrists like crickets / i say
much too heavy for this
thin frame. a frequency
muscle through fat, blood
through epidermis, is a
feeling, i like it, is a city
she said, opening her mouth
now thrusting hands back
mimicking wings now
one shoulder leads, chin
points up one sky; polish
with palms / vocally
he tells portends what
might come. to keep this
rigor from setting in
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