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shadows of echoes of memories of songs
There is a small gap,
tangible, between like poles,
a pocket of air

held like a held breath.
The pressure of a hand can
force that gap to yield

a little, to gasp
a little, to resist just
a little, to flex

like a muscle. Brace,
brace. (Adopt the position.)
The blood flows in and

out, a little. What
happens if those poles are forced
together is left

as an exercise
for the reader who has a
heartbeat, muscles,

and a fistful of iron.
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juggzy From: juggzy Date: May 14th, 2008 11:02 pm (UTC) (Link)

I remember when it was this immediate.
keirf From: keirf Date: May 15th, 2008 11:52 am (UTC) (Link)
Thank you. I enjoyed reading this several times.
vinaigrettegirl From: vinaigrettegirl Date: May 15th, 2008 11:59 am (UTC) (Link)
that's exquisite writing. Thank you for putting it up for us to read.
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