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The sun is painful and ecstatic.
I am a cold fish in this new sun.
My skin hurts and I feel an old feeling.
Why are you the
mammal to the feeling
I have about taste?
You woke up with your head in the sheets.
Stuck in a dream thick as a swamp.
I want to taste something crystalline.
I want it to sit perfectly on my tongue and leave me dreaming of chameleons.
Each cave holds a different kind of darkness.
I sit and wait for the last one to reappear.
Reappear, reappear but the heat is making my memory taut.
All night I walk around the neighborhood looking into houses.
People keep their homes lit up on the inside.
Across the mountain tops they all sit together and the air holds a secret.
Today the air also holds a secret.
That is what has replaced the darkness.
Even the breeze has something to tell me but I can’t remember the language.
Why are you the
invertebrate to the ache
I have about air?

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