I look at you and I see something more important for my ribcage to guard than my own heart. Protections assigned invert, envelop our world, space held. What my cage lifts to connect a love to. I find the dirt or am in it haphae and neurons gather under fire voices and set. I roll over in a corkscrew, limbs made consumate earth shattering faults. Fog drapes me like a gown, or I feel your breath. We tie our cores together, or horizons find our cliff to break on. Aurora lick the sky, or our toe scratch’s out a laugh. As we read this, or take celestial action.
Thank you for making this. I needed the text file