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bread and kisses

November 9, 2016

bread and kisses
brushing the lips
greed is the killer
but licking the air
is barren and cold

kisses and bread
absence brings longing
presence encourages complacency
learning to balance
is learning to teeter,
to flirt with toppling,
to embrace the wobbles

as the blood in one’s feet
creates a beat on the tightrope,
suggesting a
dangerous dance

stretch out your arms,
but resist grabbing:
one flies when the
bread and kisses
– those two imposters –
lift you up
as you float
above them,
sit beneath when
you discover how to drift

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