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Absorbing Night
1. Shifting Sky
The context shifts strangely
as distance expands and collapses
simultaneously. I start to feel
rivulets of water collecting
on my skin. From the clear night
cascading meteor showers
break apart against the sky.
And the water in the air
settles on me instinctively.
As I begin to feel heavier
my body reacts automatically.
Submerging into the depths
my eluvial core expands
heavy like
anchors dropping.
Far away, I see a warm light
glowing brighter by the moment.
And here this water changes me
shifting currents toward
new coordinates. The skylight
sends me.
Anchors away.
Through new fields of meteor dust
tracking through bright refractions
the horizon lit up warmly
opens her heart. Skimming forward
the dust sticks firmly to me
and I begin to glow.
2. Expanding Light
The light feels soft
as I absorb the sky's
disintegrating pieces.
I extend toward the
light radiating
in the distance.
With each moment I grow
brighter and warmer.
The dark sky ahead of me
catches itself aflame
faintly. The stars shimmer
speaking to me
rather than hiding
behind the flames.
The night takes us all in.
The context shifts strangely
as distance expands and collapses
simultaneously. I start to feel
rivulets of water collecting
on my skin. From the clear night
cascading meteor showers
break apart against the sky.
And the water in the air
settles on me instinctively.
As I begin to feel heavier
my body reacts automatically.
Submerging into the depths
my eluvial core expands
heavy like
Far away, I see a warm light
glowing brighter by the moment.
And here this water changes me
shifting currents toward
new coordinates. The skylight
sends me.
Through new fields of meteor dust
tracking through bright refractions
the horizon lit up warmly
opens her heart. Skimming forward
the dust sticks firmly to me
and I begin to glow.
2. Expanding Light
The light feels soft
as I absorb the sky's
disintegrating pieces.
I extend toward the
light radiating
in the distance.
With each moment I grow
brighter and warmer.
The dark sky ahead of me
catches itself aflame
faintly. The stars shimmer
speaking to me
rather than hiding
behind the flames.
The night takes us all in.
1 Comments:
this one is intense. i like the imagery of the anchor.
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