Her silent desire:
these seeds, ground up & us
occupied in apologies,
polite urging of harmonies,
pleasing vibrations that travel
into and around our most sensitive organs.
Let us operate and control the road,
chew and swallow the sky,
participate in violent struggle
in rare instances because
divergent hostility
is better than loneliness.
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