~

nothing and everything

arrives unexpected

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listen listen

~

and I hear the rising of my own story

surfacing for protection

who am I then?

the sum of my parts

or who I am becoming?

~

this aching is an intention

radiating in waves

the energy

a voluntary take over

I can feel it everywhere

my sex, my stomach, my bottom lip

inundated I feel I am sinking

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drenched in the running colors

I wade to shore

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the more I surrender

the more transparent I’m becoming

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 sentient

I hear

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the earth is weeping