we are doing now what we’ve always wanted to do our arms turning to light the razor blade of the world our words scattering like birds into the sky the blue chips of the day fall in a heap at our feet a chain of stones around my wrists my arms around you like a lake we watch our lives go away from us through the long slow ellipse of the afternoon our hearts opening like blue windows of the sun
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