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The mass inside my left eye cleaves
towards its invisible counter-orbit.
A set of circles. My set.
An eye mass. You turn.
My eye mass burns. My burning.
You inhabit a planet.
You star in an obsession.
Along the blood brain-barrier
you play the role of a carriage
whose tether snaps. I obsess
about the tether off and on
for a period of seven years.
A string of glass planets
fall more out of alignment
with each untethered horse
galloping off a cliff.
The symbol for time is
hung around your neck,
tethered to your body
like a golden anchor.
From birth, this pendant
sinks towards the deathblow,
softening the prediction with
illusions of permanence.
I know it can't last, I know
I can't outlive the diamond,
both hands shave across my face
like a clock, one of them yours.
You are born with a quantum of furled rope.
You are born with dazzling emblems.
Your rope unfurls around my rope,
we hang ourselves with falling stallions.
towards its invisible counter-orbit.
A set of circles. My set.
An eye mass. You turn.
My eye mass burns. My burning.
You inhabit a planet.
You star in an obsession.
Along the blood brain-barrier
you play the role of a carriage
whose tether snaps. I obsess
about the tether off and on
for a period of seven years.
A string of glass planets
fall more out of alignment
with each untethered horse
galloping off a cliff.
The symbol for time is
hung around your neck,
tethered to your body
like a golden anchor.
From birth, this pendant
sinks towards the deathblow,
softening the prediction with
illusions of permanence.
I know it can't last, I know
I can't outlive the diamond,
both hands shave across my face
like a clock, one of them yours.
You are born with a quantum of furled rope.
You are born with dazzling emblems.
Your rope unfurls around my rope,
we hang ourselves with falling stallions.