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distance between two lives —

a severance: mended

set motionless against time

knit my warmest december

with patchworked mercies

and dog-eared smiles

given place to find

all is well on higher shelves

something borrowed, something blue

radial wave encompassing

the quiet patience of my void

and living is being in love with a bruise

and a mother fox wailing

and wading through pauses

and retracting into shells

and tender fruit shining

up from cold ground

tiny ship of chicory petal

in waist-high rains

where we are too soft

and speak in new voices

in plane all fresh-cut and bleeding

nursed reverently for happy harvest

both your living waters walking

and bones in your backyard

where the weight of what good is done

glints green from the eyes that made me here

and i am blooming

in frequency and fluency

in congruency and concurrency

conceding to agreement

where i lived once only contrary

and all that is

was elsewhere.

assent and ascension:

arise, little blue-sky

into the harmony of synchronicity

where it is safe to be seen.

looming loftily — eyes,

all around, and within,

grateful for the grindstone

to sharpen countenance of a friend.