from the compass of my chestbone

a small start
underneath a large sky


delicate
each bone stood for a sentance.

sometimes i would describe this great tenderness,
a simple-un logical affection

toawrds certain sounds
and paintbrushes
and towns
i attach.

six cities deep.

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