The weight of words

hangs on my shoulders

as I walk crooked

up the wandering path

towards your question eyes

when I speak you shift attention

from the wavering center

of your universe

to test the rumbling chasm

between us

at the edge of my perception

I launch a single sailboat word

into the whispering water

and the gentle wind blows it

into the range of your touch

we are connected


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