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Double

Close
your
eyes.

fallen

wings
drifting
settling
to a veined blackness.

Respite
in the center –
hear voices rise
and release,
free from their creators
neither intent
nor context

therefore
without division

and so
form
and its outline
dissipate

split-cloud

print
on the page
before sleep.

When you were lovers
those first nights

division

was the enemy
fought
with limbs tongue loins
this urge and urge and urge

toward union
toward the invisible
center

that is
the heart’s completion
final stop

before
the break
and bleed –