Being Like Water

Waves lap, clairvoyant muses loosed upon with hatched resonance swing into the ether. Swans gathering, apocalyptic dreams, deeper now hear the tide. Remember you are half water.1 She, swimming among pearls and old bones2, praying to reverent curves. Utopian refuge and secret conduits flood the invisible. Femme fatale fill my tilting horizon, your painted observations hold true. Hypnotic rhythm, migratory birds shifting in the deep, a well, and oceans traversing, the landscape pulls. The velocity of my stars gather, escaping the core of that black hole, a daughter’s hope and recognition, only existence. Eden slips, she tethers, angels provoke, wave…

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