Something Deeper

Heady magic

waves breaking at the corners of vision

into integers, into dots and commas

the pull towards the edges sits heavy in my chest

with my arms light and tingling

one eye pounding, one shoulder cocked

ache in the wrist from another life

gravity the deceiver, space the liar

we are all grounded here, with the cold stars exploding

like they can’t stand to watch us tear everything up

their last protest

they become us

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