mirror music for ingrown wings

forget everything you know about relativism
because you can feel the earth rotate
and you are vertiginous

forget the green trapezoidal digits on a clock
even if they are diluting into a two-day-old glass
solution of dust and water on the table in the dark

forget the arm outstretched
across cold tight bedsheets
stroking without your permission
the glass and the morse buttons
on your shoulder blades
that you evolved away from
that once suggested flight

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