breathe again.

gleaming fish
to the wild, brutal ocean

quivering bird
to quiet canopies;

sleeping giant, manboy
with long fingers curved
to paintbrushes, to pens,
to my hips in the predawn glow:

look homeward.
it is time to release you.

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