felt your pointy fingers print me
and out i've slipped like paper
i’ve seen it all many times
and it never sticks to me
the way none of your arms nurture me
it burns till i’m all but a hole
let me rest it all away
watch it from the ground
i will move my legs to their dance
and hum their silent songs
eventually bugs gather around me
and love me away
let them
just keep the colored doors closed and smile
let me be a stream of words
that love each other in their pauses
for i am filled with jars of air now
oletus
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