blue
blew through me
I knew the underside
of a frozen stream
seeping through the sky
where its seams were
still unfinished
new
I knew the rhythm
of your blood
inside the landscape
of your veins
a pattern barely realized
yet recognizing my disguise
left you somehow
diminished
(c) 2018, by Hannah Six
Image: Mt Rainier at Sunset, NOAA Library
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