Wave Length
The sound that can vibrate the plate,
what is it doing inside me?
As if,
when the blood rushes to the edge of my earrings,
when,awed from the dead shards
at the back of deepest margin of the snow,
I pronounce the objects, stuttering,
as if
there is a presence there that can read my dream,
and now the sound that can vibrate the plate,
what is it doing inside him?
I am fated to tremble in the circles of ivy,
and have the same wave length as blood.
I know from my pulse how the light shakes,
as if
there is a presence there.
it can see the suns in the astrolabe.
it was wrapped beneath my skin like a prayer
and like prayer beads that just barely endured
the radiance over my head

The sound that can vibrate the plate,
what is it doing inside us?
as if,
when the blood rushes to the edge of my earrings,
when,awed from the dead shards
at the back of deepest margin of the snow,
I pronounce the objects ,stuttering.
as if
exactly over there.

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