Love hither up the spiral
and the bell sustains it's silence
impressions on stone mark me well
left the flat land an hour ago
to have a smoke and get some sleep
walking with you while breathing indigo
wakes me inward and windows seep
painted shut over thirty years
five in one and ten in a dime
finally open and shifting the chime
halfway over yet just beginning
twice as fast as we watch the middle
living slow in full vertigo
I know what love is two
how far can distance travel
four and then five, maybe more
respite and release internal core
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