the story

once when I was blind

I tripped into you

lost most everything else

it felt like honey and flight and wavelength

the ground, shadowed here and again

the weather winded and sultry

and me reciting story under my breath

as leaves shivered beneath my feet

and miles passed

native, forgotten

feeling myself

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