8.20.10 – 9.09

satins and silks
of sounds surround us
and become the fabric of feathered clouds
suffocating and lead-laden

trapped within
the whites of our eyes
our pupils dilate and render
us blind and lethargic with weight

as dandelions toss me about
my weakly deteriorating senses
a kiss travels through currents across
my listless exhausted frame

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