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I go hours without speaking.

It’s as though, thoughts do not pass through my mind.

But in the corner of my eye, subconsciously

I am seeing. Temped breath .

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Mouth to mouth.  I’m meeting you

for the first time…

A primary color connection.  Movement,

that brings retinal pleasures

Purifying my state of mind.

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Hard swallow,

swallow harder. Be stronger. Clear your throat.

Use your voice. Share your intentions.

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Sometimes I become very aware of my mouth.

The teeth weigh down my jaw, and it becomes very uncomfortable.

It’s sort of painful.

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Remedy such by heavily drinking black teas.

The hours go on—A comet appears,

and I take a sip to gain back the wait.

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