oh wouldn't you know

oh wouldn't you know

big letters
in small words
making long listless lines

distraction
lingers in my mouth
a tongue tossing hard
candy about,
a frightened swimmer,
heavy waters

in the new age,
our fingers are held
responsible

piano-like, they dance
and block chances

every screen is a distant wish
to be taken down:
who climbs in bed
with computers?

everyone

these days can technologically be
warming, hot boxes on cold laps
where humans used to

hold
each
other
each
limb
held

promise

i've known headphones,
but what's more, i've known
singing softly in an ear

tucking hair back
tickling with the slightest breath

these words look like beads
of sweat, like birds,
a curve of chin/ eyelash/ wings
stretched, diving in with blankets cold,

collapse. into the tangible:


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