Streaming through the sky
try to grab
take hold
flowing through fingers
into someone else's hand
Touch
without feeling
feel
without lingering
take a bite
then spit it out
someone else gets to swallow
Listening to words
meant for a moment
or life long
never knowing which
someone else giggles
do those words belong to them too
Holding out time like a apron
catching thoughts
in order to break them to make things
waiting by the void to hear the ding
of when someone else
is me
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