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Bread & Blade
05:23
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[You are]
Half a broken blossom bell,
The bone to wood to wind.
The weight of dust upon a petal folding in.
The violent lintel of your fin.
The shape of bread and blade within.
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Untitled
02:42
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Felt awash in the ebb and flow.
Pulled me far from the direction I know.
For awhile, thought I'd caught a glimpse of the glow.
Now I just see the screen and the light it throws.
A lack of effort keeps me locked in the phrase,
A body tethered to its usual ways.
Until then, My polished vessel crackles under the glaze.
Give a little gas but it's just shifting in place.
Long scratch for absurdist rash,
Embrace whatever left you feeling abashed.
Before long, our tender bodies dissipate into ash.
The confidence you've anchored is the reason to crash.
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