Passing shadows are slinking off
With heart bits and soul parts,
Spiriting away what
Empty walkways and
Drums that continue to hollow me in vicious pounding.
Teardrops seize the
Night, switch bodies as snatchers,
Match nudes with
Robust dancers and all drowns,
Vivid hard shells in the sea.
Stones that are churned up now breathe. I am left reeling.
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