All night I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling with a luminous doom. By morning I had vanished at least a dozen times into something better.” Mary Oliver

It spins and spins and then I all fall down.
A travesty of conglomerates I am full up and worn thin into spaces of god.
If you join me here I guarantee nothing but the heart beats and the freedoms of tear stained cheeks as I become.
And so I lie.
As inanimate as I can be.
So I can be.

Coming to.
I begin to find my Sanctuary when I first shed this skin.

I carry a dream of you.
I carry it in the waters that run through my veins.
I breathe it in and I breathe it out.
I carry a dream of you.
I carry you.

Follow me under.
I swim deep in her and find her only leaving.
We be the damned as we swim to who we were. We fall in love again and again. And again.
One more time she tells me.
Follow me under.
I might now be.

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