One Word At A Time

She wears her boots one at a time but she is also made of stars and there is only so much contradiction my mind can take. However, I find that diving and swimming at the same time; an elixirious emotion that is both para and intra dox; is both the banishment and the conjuration.

She speaks alphabet one letter at a time but she is also the effervescent mist and there is only so much primal words my mind can speak. However, I find that dying and living at the same time; a panacea of feeling that is both extra and sub mens; is both the sending away and the beckoning.

She puts her coat on one button at a time but she is also the end and the beginning and there is only so much cosmic eons my mind can traverse. However, I find that asphyxiating and breathing at the same time; a hybrid of mentality that is both inside and outside chronology; is both the unfolding and the locking

of my heart.

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