while the stage sets the steps go up and down
drowning in expectation leaves gasps, fumes
oil and no air
deeper the miles and longer the breath
we wish the best and ever after
we cross our eyes in equal laughter
stirring like no creatures
watched without boil
practicing the selling i again forget to buy
try as we mighty
beasts brave benches: sitting into shape
capturing the prints and other escapes
residue of old documents
the wafts we wish we woke up to
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