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the fret of either
runs, deep and apparent
unknowingly and in other forms.
he prides himself in the ways he will never die
and yet she has, all and not ready.
a sign of weakness, or so she remembers
vaguely of her former deaths
Living without the courtesy of having,
being, untouchable.
he lives in a haze
familiar to both
the viscous particles
made up of contradictions
are born of the same err.
they speak to another without seeing,
always something
If not a burden, then easily forgotten
the toxic mist that disperses together
is part of their make up and undoing
They search and find
but mostly lose
frustration
manifests in the furthered form of fog.
silhouettes imagined and distinguished
haunt the air growing
thicker,
slower until a momentary stand
Still.
he has navigated time patiently,
certain of his continuum
with or without.
she, desperately, clings
to each drop in the precipitation
unaware of the ways in who
it takes their capacity to lung.
a fate worse than death, or so
she chooses to remember and fantasize
Her hips wide with fingers
His body cannot
and fills the void