[Spoken]
Knees bent down on the pebbles
Just sharp enough to remind me of my body
Chest stretched out and over the still late summer river
I see my water form
Reflecting me back to me
My river face
A seven sided circularity
Little ripples give constant movement to my mirror self
Like a million tiny waves live right beneath the surface of my skin
Maybe there is a surface tеnsion to my body
And I need only press my hands into my flesh until the bonds brеak
And send all the living in me
Gushing out to be in the world
I stare into the eyes of my water form
Knees bleeding, hands wet
Polygons spilling from my side
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