science is sun upon my body the tingling of shifting nerves warm movement under skin the aliveness of change pulsing through the ground i learn the language of body of life reshaping, reforming the language of persisting pushing up against time to say “i will be able to taste the air and open towards the sun” i want to open to you and your creature breathing i want to be soft for you wet mud after the rain my body clay in the dirt i want to show you we are both worth the time it takes to live with our jaws i want to carve i want to create and discover a space sparked by friction where no one lies and dust never settles and our pulses make song
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