My eyes escape the petals of my face…my vision pushes out towards the glow and pulls in the glow. Distances fold, early morning softness, a large ship from the ocean sounds herself. Her deep bells ring and the ring hops up and past the hillside. My shirt flaps and folds in the air. I hum from my deep insides, I kick my legs furiously and a million threads weave through me and at the end of those threads is an empty prism. Faces veining on faces,
Sweat condenses under my neck. I drown my eyes in sleep.
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