Page 57 - the foreign language of motion
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She measures the weight of her own breath. Wait
Measure how long the waiting is between these rooms
Despair and length. This fluidity that
Renders the shades of time
this stillness. Curves of minutes.
Small reaches.
Soften into believability. Soften into belief. Soft beliefs.
And strong measures, and strong, this sense of rising.
How skin is pale.
How weather patterns the way a day is Worn in your measurement of time, In all your internal spaces.
Can you see me breathing? How far have you come?
This far. 31
