time visits
in spastic pieces while
sentiment
shifts
colored by
awe and dread
arrests
the heart
hidden
deeper than
flesh
finer than
dancing
slower than
clouds
that line
this
prominent
rocky edge
horizon lies
illusions of
supremacy
over
a moment’s
response
and then
you’re
gone.
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
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