Remember when we were birds?<\/p>\n
No, wait. Before that.<\/p>\n
When we were snakes, slitherers, creep-crawlers hobbity-gobbling on our stumps?<\/p>\n
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Cast your mind back,<\/p>\n
back-back-back chicken feet,<\/p>\n
to a time before ghosts (for the ghosts<\/p>\n
are just reflections of things already gone.)<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
To when we first met.<\/p>\n
To when we were windgrit.<\/p>\n
Or further.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Let\u2019s hold hands as the things we were before the arms\/the legs\/the form<\/p>\n
kiss as bits snagged on the air as the stump and gash orchestra the caterwaul of hacked bassoons.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Back then, we were still looking for the shapes that would make us.<\/p>\n
We were movement, ever-on-on-onward, aimed roughly at a future<\/p>\n
we hadn\u2019t heard of yet.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We hadn\u2019t heard of hands either.<\/p>\n
We didn\u2019t know that shrieks weren\u2019t limbs.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Let\u2019s go there. I want to<\/p>\n
sink our pre-claws into fore-dashes &<\/p>\n
wriggle in the atomic splash.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
And if we\u2019re close enough, when it happens, we\u2019ll know how to cross<\/p>\n
what will soon become skin.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Remember when we were birds? No, wait. Before that. When we were snakes, slitherers, creep-crawlers hobbity-gobbling on our stumps? Cast your mind back, back-back-back chicken feet, to a time before ghosts (for the ghosts are just reflections of things already gone.) To when we first met. To when we were windgrit. Or further. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":4126,"template":"","categories":[29,11],"class_list":["post-4044","stsp_text","type-stsp_text","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-issue-2","category-lyrik"],"yoast_head":"\n