OTHERWHERE

tears climbing up into my hair
warm gold waterfall

a mind like a camera obscura
all upside down and backwards

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I have questions, but I don't know what they are.
refract and relate and retain
crying, laughing, kissing me
I swim

dreams never really leave.
I listen intently
to words spoken on one side of my head.

like curtains we are

otherwhere

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