old bones
brittled by wear
cracked and dry 'neath the heat
disintegrate in heavy winds.
life moves.
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bodies
move in the dark,
my lines forging with yours,
and our hot breath evaporates
from mist.
********************
waking
with ancient warmth,
we gather up our flesh,
submerge our hands in dirt and sing
of life.
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