lifeline
i become un-damaged when you speak to me;
i feel the blood move from my toes, up, up and
circle softly inside my head, gathering kindnesses
you teach and leave with me to inspect. i find
it hard to do, but you know my weakness and its
strength better than i do. and you are never as
surprised as i am at my strong blood, like a
safety net that moves through my veins and
arteries, serving as a clothesline to peg all
my hurrahs and shouts of victory and tiaras on.
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