speaking poem amongst the din
what was seen remains non specific words
tires spinning metal stretch across the bay
heavy heart unburdening without record
this poem naked artless true
heart listening within its own measure
nonetheless tasting moments otherwise
melancholia undeniable sated
shadowed hard to know what dance
all things connected underbelly back body
what contact what continuity
touching tenderness speaking unspoken
the span the span the span the span
all-is-well-all-is-well-all-is-well-all-is-well
eventual arrival the side yet reached
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