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Eyes to ceiling, imagining the thread
Fragile, amongst the first impression given
Therefore placed under controlled frictions,
There to deliver
Bills, neighbours, living creatures,
Calculations to go back to
Exhaled smoke invading the air
Escaping gravity

Eyes back to the thread
Alive, from the first step taken
Resonating experienced conditions, threats, lights
Un-there to capture 
Battles, sensations, living creatures
Intuition to go back to
Unhealthy muses darkening the sky
Sinking memory

Mind reworking the thread
Conscious, it must not be severed
Under the illusion this can be decided
From there to un-there 
Mermaids, lunches and invoices
Need to go back too
For a handful of known faces
Defying gravity



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