The Parts
Does my liver scream or shout,
would he climb a mountain with me?
Do eyelids keep secrets out of light
invisible lines of collision
Do gallbladders giggle or mumble,
are they thrilled to hear from the storm?
Does the space between us sing or whisper
in what language, a code a melody?
What is this rippling stream beneath my skin?
This ocean, these pearls in my bones.
Excitable cells searching for the sun.
Thunder of landform rising above the shore.
Silence of misty sleepy slopes
a local relief.
The great open, walking winds,
creaking corridors
the fact of doors
within
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