sockpuppet

it is the last line of a heartpoem of mine

-systole-

metre'd liquid moment
slowfast
muscled forth gently
rhythmrhythm
double-measured calmboring code
yesyes
relentlessly hammering outwards
inout
fractured sequential flood
momentmoment
instant erosion rebirth


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thanks for the Blues - it stirs my soul

Thanks. We're holding on.