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all of the things that took time brought us
even the blink of an eye was
everything is spread out from here
it won’t matter how you’ve come
makes sense to see that way
it’s only a mirror can look in here
wind’s everywhere
it’s under things
it’s up above
turns inside out
and down dog up
we’re here in it
coming and gone
going and going
and never went
some days climbing a rope of phlegm
that’s how we’re together
all of me here where I’ve been with
the feeble
the great flesh
and there is a nudge up
bravery of draft
we have to love the spiders
we have to love the snakes
I ache into this stretch –
the moment
and every moment more
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