My body is a bottle of DAWN

My body is a bottle of DAWN

carrying a baby ocean -

the son or daughter of moon

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As a container I am not enough.

Its mother, the pupil in night's

star-speckled iris

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Controls the vastness, not me

flowing into the floorboards

of this house

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A water damage

to the physicality of creation

spilling over the measurement cup

I am

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Pulled in and out, in waves

like melted gallium

like a soul severed

from its host.

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In this fluidity

I sometimes see myself

walk on water

dripping with moonlight

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Before I drift away to the command

of a current

I sleep peacefully

​On the surface

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Where I will wait​

for the puddles on the floor

to ebb in

again

to the shelter of skin.

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1 & 2

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/98j0vc/an_open_prayer/

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/98prbg/train_tracks/e4hzh8o

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