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[vicioushannah]

with the breath that escapes me,
and hangs (as ice) in the air,
my mind throbs and expands

to fill the field of snow, frozen lake,
and the tears that can course, pleasantly
through me. I am my own

frustrated salvation, thorough restlessness.
I close my eyes to let the world in,
move through me; I feel my quiet heart
while my exhaustion takes shape
to hum and sigh between my lungs.