feeling

 

I want to remain
in that feeling.

I injure my boundary
to crack open
the slit
through which
this entirety
can
enter.

Enter
heavily
enter
heavenly
enter
so swollen
with light
that I am
swallowed
by the color
that silence
makes.

No weapons
are
defined
in my claws.

I kiss
behind
the sharpness
of the darkness.

om oh orbit
om oh
owls orbiting
the softness
of my
voice.

Look at
this coil
of art.

Oh when
the tooth
was felt
more rock
than bone.

When a
meadow of rain
was longer
than the minute
of pain.

Have patience
in leaving
the moment.

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