though inside this curtain of dim,
i'm swaying to the gentle breeze
between a woman's feet and the Earth
just below them, just before she lands,
just after she jumps.
breaths just below her feet and i am
on the ground crimping in my curling skin,
and i'm baring my teeth to the sun, just
after she jumps.
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