lean into the punch

“They are not allowed to distract the attraction.” The Tao of Physics

I AM SIGNAL AND NOISE

your hands wrote notes up the arch of my back
a syntax of bruised blues
confusing the map with the territory
a palette taken from blood red flowers
you left elegant traces of comparative expressions
a relatively exalted possession
to sublimate time unspoken as gilded pleasure
a glitch forsaken, tender undulation

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