a whisper to next time

a whisper to next time sweeping away. i undressed and standing lost center. balance beam dreams. requiring nothing, i... became a ghost of reflection. down shaped eyes. observing on behalf of too many senses. desire of senseless because cause escapes outside of my movements. i cannot enchant ideas of disbelief. as if there is a place. involuntary destinations. i travel during sleep to backwards connections. i might erase. this chalkboard world....
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