it came whirling gently up my skirt
nausea sweat pinched eyes
all fell back into a natural stance
as easy as breathing
used to be
when i noticed the calm
it placed a fat hand warm on my belly
toasted stars filled my eyes
breathing deeper but not easy
just the same
the more
the more
making my neck work to diligence
my head larger full of magic air
it curled each breast
settling there reattaching them
kissing the skin new
it was not made for me
i had no place at its birth
but it chose me all
the same
all the more
inching up my throat
slipping past my lip
slipping past my lip
echoing truth under my tongue
to reach my ears
to reach my ears
it let go
to cradle my heart
so that i might rest

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