how can i ever see the world -
the miles of rivers; veins,
capillaries that curl between
the dewy surface of an eyelid and
the part that touches you without sensation?
how will i ever see the world -
the depths i long to scale;
the ocean, whose waves crash
against brown panes of tinted glass?
it's dangerous to see the world -
the blackest jungle, wild drum
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may your visa -- with flourishes!!!-- come in the mail this week
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