fact and fiction work as a team and it's all relative
07.10.03back&
forth
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if you tip me up (over everything) and pour me out what will remain. will steam come out and will i come quietly, pour easily, melt into you. will i take me time and will you find what i leave behind in the hourglass, sipping and falling and waiting; will you round me up or down.sometimes i listen to your voice and i think. this is he. and sometimes i am happy that you are he and he is you, and other times i wish everything were backwards, that maybe none of this had even happened to the point where it is you, always you on the line.
and i think what a virus could do to my insides, what a hurricane could do to my nature, what a tornado could do to my body.
(and if it was the past or i was powerless i'd write "nothing you couldn't." but things have changed.)
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