i lean into the sky
like light
to feel your juxtaposed
delight
and tongues in tones
far out of tune
or too well known
becoming soon
ethereal realms within
our grasp
so far beyond the skin
at last
combust the sickened matter
stay with me in sky
that light is broadly scattered
within your seeking eyes
through fact of fracture
obscured fleetingly
calm manufacture
it's fully you and me
now playing music, words
and time
we bleed the fabled thirds
sublime
amid tumult and the bloated
thin
comes measure-coated
theremin
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