martes, 30 de marzo de 2021

Dance class

i have things in my bare hands
uncovered
these things were in my hands weeks before
they are back
in my head

i dream of
a regressing moment to embryos pose
when i'm anxious and my body trembles
and the bed is my ground
my head moves ahead in time
an episode
maybe wrong
unreal for certain

the curls in my hair
the shattered lips
the wound in my elbow
the shapes of my body

i'm so sick of almost somethings

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