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marmot
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"curved spacetime" [poem]
every time i try to reach out for her cream-face,
space and time -
that dead tree,
the soldier without limbs,
the clock, the bell, and the light cone--
curve below my feet,
making me sink--
making me drown.
and just the moment before i disappear,
i see her eyes,
like dust,
drift away -
forever.
every time i try to reach out for her cream-face,
space and time -
that dead tree,
the soldier without limbs,
the clock, the bell, and the light cone--
curve below my feet,
making me sink--
making me drown.
and just the moment before i disappear,
i see her eyes,
like dust,
drift away -
forever.
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