& we are already running / spinning wheels into the air, chasing the time backwards, flying west and living in the soil / we are planted firmly / steps in the ebb of minutes and catching the dream as it ravels around us, reveling in the firm curl of your kiss and absorbing every inch I / have never lived quite so contagiously / eating the pieces of life in orange peel mannerisms and the countenance of a large, hungry dog / scrapping away in the face of unending determination to end this, to finish a season, to eat the sun whole and swallow the space between clouds I want my hands to burn to ash in the flares, / oxygen like mars and choking on Venus’ rolling smog / there is cloud / there is fire / there is storm in the west / crashing into the desert / caving and bending / we lie sleepless every night / and we will miss for nothing


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