Particle
I saw myself walking by
Myself a fragged out particle back from
Where I all began.
And you were there too
A runaway from some forgotten space
Where bodies never say no.
There is dew on your lips
Kiss but you finally never meant it
Because it was better than any other nothing.
You know I live to breathe
The place on your chest
Adorned by a delicate ibis,
Its eyes disconsolate.
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