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in there we meet no.2

I dwell in the abscissian abyss

But I know of the ordinate above zero


And I've heard rumors 

of a meeting place 

Where the rocks tilt by a single degree


Although it continues that we are born contrasts

Destined from each other to forever run


If you take my deal and stop looking, we can be.


So climb on my friend-

Right at the hold before you peak take a hit,

The earthquake will carry you in a slant and


That's when I'll come with the wind

Where we'll fly though the rock 

You didn't yet hit


And I'll be catching you the second after you fell


But you must remember 

That to swing is to go


And isn't it funny

That while I tell you this story of what will be

And look at it while it doesn't look at me


An old people

Known as the heretics 

who chased the impossible intersection actually find it

and sing of our sighting still? 



©2024 by Azra Keskin. 

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