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Purple
And on the cliffs of Now
Purpose is extention
The kiss of feet
To the ground
In magnetic gravity
In neutral splenda
An egg sucked into
A bottle past its weight
Slightly on its tippie toes
Slightly in the deep end
The kiss of hands
In brass applaudience
I am Now
Between the cheeks
Of Before and Afterwards
A calendar uncharted
The kiss of time
To bleak mortality
In magnetic gravity
In the tangling of tongues
