no. (roses_rejoice) wrote,
no.
roses_rejoice

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count to ten.

breath and move and speak in delay
ripple-free at the creamy center of me
making haste slowmo, like a welsh rabbit
"function in disaster, finish in style"
fifteen buttons and you have to take it all off
"lighting twenty cigarettes and setting them down"

with grace
with calm rationality
with quiet efficiency
economy of motion and e motion
one well-directed knockout punch

like a lept cat
like a silent lightning crack
like the geisha i am inside
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