The Movement You Need Is On Your Shoulder

 I am the spirit of false/true auburn & cozy pajamas,
Burning throat burning curiosity
burning burning vena cava,
Bookshelves stuffed to the gills inside my mind
inside me,
Full lips sometimes interrupting sometimes waiting, waiting for precision,
Scitter-scatter thoughts zooming round & round & banging into each other,
Colliding,
Bursting and re-forming...

In the land of wick-less candles
(we will find a way)
& uncharted seas -
here I be.
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By Peter Vidani
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