Unbreakable

TheFeatheredSleep

The riot

Began on a quiet night

She slipped out of her skin

Swam in silver

Becoming a thing without need of heat or pulse

And blooming beneath the waves

Briefly recalled

The lost heartbeat and its mercurial wont

To fall in love, to feel and dance

Sweating and electric

Swaying like sea creature become used to land

The breathless longing and great pain

For if, you cast off your humanity

You may lose more than the disturbance of life

The very knocking against your chest

A thunder, a pain, a joy

That supplicate and clenched urge

Sometimes silently played out on the watchful flicker

Of hands casting over and over

Some semblance of longing, unbreakable

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