Night Moves

bodies bound
in river silk and smoke
tandem incandescence

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4 thoughts on “Night Moves

  1. slow storming
    of every gate
    encountered
    electrical choosing to
    roll the bones
    in the cupped tides
    as auroras are merely blood
    on the outside
    of things that have always been
    wanting to get in
    to the elevators and sing
    the single-minded-ness
    of synapse synergy
    of pulse garden weaves
    between the rain
    and the flint strike
    of hammers wielding
    the velvet surprise
    of revealing night
    one molecule at a time

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