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About the intricacies of a relationship, about guilt

 

 

HANDS

 

Your hand

near mine

disturbs the silence

more than voices,

yet it’s motionless,

devoid of formulated phrases,

nor has catch-cries.

It resorts

when time betrays

its stillness

to turning gently

like a white bird’s

flight from

empty atmospheres :

flutters, pauses

in an intricate response

to silence, settles

on my own hand

where the dark stain

widens.

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