‘she’s here’

simplicity

what passion should be

the great white canvas brushed

no explanation

a gaze that shines in the vacuum.

illusion stitched behind the lids,

i have longed to perceive,

to know tactile existence,

conditioned for a height i’ll fall living;

and then she slipped 

like christmas into my mouth,

a gift,

and left my tongue of cloves,

and the tearing sound of sight

beautiful and awful at once;

and the knowing,

the sweet simplicity of my knowing.

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