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[andthentherewas]

thighs of twenty kilometres
forty minutes flat
flat surfaceless minutes

warm tension of a smooth graze

i feel skins shed from this snake charmers forearms

swift movements beseeching

the pleasure of a grudge lifted
of moments crumbling away
a sweet sting as i see him rise
all impotence heavily absent
and i feel weightless
weightless

i see feathers flutter about me
free falling and only visible in this nakedness

in whitelight i am moved closer to the solid wood wall

and these are the small mercies of todays open eyes