catching my breath floating on air
giant hand caught me to gentle stop
i feel strange; my face is hot to touch
my feet is tingling to throbbing pain
i’m nauseated, i want to throw but
i can’t get rhythm to let go of evil
my body came stability no more pains
i heard somebody singing but alien
voices of foreign land; haven’t touch
my delicate tongue; it could be latin
i cast it to shallow thought, uninterested
i stretch to my full length and coiled
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