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Stone foam

I think
you may like
what you try

when the voice of listening
quiets

Runic

Bubbles adhere
so there is no inner
boundary between them

approximately crystalline

Does that help your mind understand your body?

There’s a brain part like a wig
and then a cloud
for thinking
or a blimp for speech

mysteries

that hovered
so long here
waiting for you
to make your way beneath it

Run and hide now
If the shadow
doesn’t follow
it is because
you’ve always
been the shadow

It’s only your feet
on the ground
that get stepped on

1 thought on “Stone foam

  1. Just reading your poem now. Turns out I dipped into the “mystery” today too!

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