the weight of the wrists
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you are alive and have weight
and you are here, so feel the floor
how the force of linoleum pushes up
as the worn-down soles shove down.
this is it. gravity and physics and reality.
and you are gravity and physics and reality.
and isn’t this beautiful? and frightening?
this beatbeatbeating beneath your wrists;
it’s delicate and wild and turbulent and here.
and so are you and so are you and so are you
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