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they will derive consistency
from the motion of lax drizzles,
engaging moments with precision,
never still.
each peace a steam travel
colliding fatelessly
on a stolid amble amid lit trees
begging for constance,
begging for trespass,
begging for tide...
and you will be
sometimes
that disconnected line
dotted, for meaning
in some transitory time,
aching for stability
and a thinner crowd.
because sometimes
the silence of a louder shrill
melts quicker than the pelt,
stirring smooth enough to
slip,
slick downside the stair
to where we meet in the foyer
at the end of our destination,
disparate;
and breathless from the ride.
