fly through strands of hair
against the flesh behind the ears
between the fingers and into drums
telling you to reign and run
words and whispers–
calm and caress, kill and catch
backing against the wall
with only whispers running
down your backbone.

crack the windows, three at a time
bend the doors, two at a time
twist each thought
one time

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