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Isolation and Intimacy
Whether we're close together
in the vast spaces
or not;
Whether what we say
echoes in
the yearning washes of
spectral shadows
or not;
Whether we allow
our impulses to
hang unresolved
in the air
or not,
I await you in the darkness,
all sensation
reverberating while
the undulating motorik
between each heartbeat
surges beyond
the clipped syllables we'd
forgotten to say
(words that burn to ash,
waiting to be born—
in action—
anew) .
poem
by
Tim Stensloff
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