“Mark”
A heart isn’t the consuming growth.
From one beat, there’s another pause.
My unique taste happens upon a missing step withdrawn.
People see into me or forget their own eyes.
It’s a change for distinction without a mean jerk behind.
Someone is lost by knowing enough.
We feel apart and leave a door both ways.
You dream under silence, you sleep under noise.
Too much departure lets me shake a jar; given and taken, taken and given.
Emotions bring this measure over disruption.
Obstacles move the flow into sudden trance of heat.
Concepts stir together until further notice.
Vitals fall within an unknown sensation.
Light explodes near one of those imaginary weights.
Bells ring in thunder.
Understanding turns on the smoke detectors.
Flames cross appearing remains.
Past leads to new reflections over the exterior invoice.
Degrees remove to what entire lengths bore.
I’m sinking in foundation, leaking in communicated memory.
A fortress withholds to mass this bleeding gum.
Chews leave a bite to exchange of word.
Noise is bounced around from hurting response.
The hold keeps it burned on screen.
My view gets long.
Open arms turn into locked wood.
Features between looks revolve on steroids and butterfly wings.
Sometimes our happiness is naked towards the gear.
Later, bolts melt and fly into silver washers.
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