Tagged: molecules

if we lift up this

if we lift up this
corner of a great lake, we
will happen upon

your sense of awe, bump into
the same water molecules
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: molecules

holding it in

building delight is

building delight is
an immersive experience,
molecule after

molecule to be recognized,
bound for tasty sensations
.
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in flight, we become

in flight, we become
without language, for a brief
moment, molecules

rattling in their cellular
cages, till you take my hand
.
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on antibiotics, i

on antibiotics, i
am a mystery lost in
a galaxy of involuntary
orbits, swinging far
and wide for the
purpose of breaking
down and
healing. don’t
come so close, lest
these drugged molecules
take a swing at you
.
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no one has yet

no one has yet
isolated the
molecule, but
everyone suspect
it exists. what else
could consistently
carry, fold,
unfold, mend,
and polish,
at times lovingly,
these earliest
memories –
holding them
together
like a kind of
alphabet
for survival
.
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learning to become

learning to become
familiar
means making
room for the changing
seasons
, a vigilant
embrace
for the scattering
of light
.
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we curve to meet

we curve to meet
time where it is most
unstable, distributing
the molecules
of
milliseconds
evenly so that
no errand escapes
.
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there is a thawing quality to

there is a thawing quality to
waking, except – instead of
melting – there is a
pulling together of atoms,
an activation of senses,
a bonding of nouns to
verbs, a slow architecture
of understanding that this,
this is waking, balanced
on the tip of numbness,
with only fractions of
milliseconds to decide
which way to fall
.
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in my parent’s house

in my parent’s house
i wake up to the
sounds of
heart pine steel
whispering as not
to wake me, soft
padding of
footsteps in the
hall, across the kitchen

in my parent’s house
we are held
between
heart pine steel
reinforced by
the breathing columns
shuttling in and out of
our particular
nucleus, like bio-
macromolecules
trying to make a living

in my parent’s home
they are
heart pine steel
every morning
beauty
every evening
warmth – and
everything is anchored
effortlessly
like some
sort of enchantment
.
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