what was it about you
that released
the man-made dam
whose fingerprints left faded
brown bruises
around my throat
you provoked letters
to spiral
to cascade
down
in tumbling waves
colliding intensely
against my canvas -
the forgotten ground below
letters, words
clusters
to be picked apart
sorted
pulled back together
like strings
i weave them into colors
that feel like me
like you
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