Long Shadow

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I did not make this bed today
and my long, long shadow
is by far
the loudest thing
in this room

my breath is coiled
like the springs beneath me
and the creases in these sheets
cannot, cannot
they can never be

Be gathered round me
You soft and
Boundless threads
Clamour at my edges
This uncovered

I’ve lain naked on this bed today
for a long, long time
a structure
as silent as skin

the truth is tied
like the tongue inside me
and the curves of the braid
will not, will not
they will never be

Be gathered round me
You sturdy cotton drifts
I'm the continent
On every
sailor's lips

~ Brendan Bonsack & Angie LaPaglia

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