Trapeze, wired to the sky
Sinusoidal over the still void that lies below
Skip so dainty, faint lines
Muslin curtains
Hitch a ride swinging so
Go gentle to and fro
Downalong to the strains of string guitars
And the outdoor rhythms of the pavement splashing sedans
Deserts and torpedoes
Cauliflower and rice
Children's toys inflected
Projected film
Spines to splice; sliced, laced
Traced in ever finer lines
Mains braced in suspension
Common kindness
On the boundaries of comprehension
Passed the treacheries, beyond the tension
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