his voice is the impact of a falling plane, ringing
deafness in the ear
setting fear aflame
children laughing is summer rain dancing on a lake
lightly falling,
giddy and free
your eyes are a smile
an open gate
inviting me into more than
what they can see
i bear it in my chest,
the weight of things
heavy and full,
like the flush of lips before a kiss,
the touch of hand imploding stars
everything has its weight
i feel it inside
and carry it
until each thing has
a name
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