guilt to grit (slow)
.
gliding in a hand gesture
guilt to grit
right to left in the air
but making an imaginary sound
the kind we both hear
where you are you hear the other hand clap
I’m vertical but curved in a predictable slump
the little problems we solve all day disappear
and turn into money
it is time to be slow
to float and glow
where hands in movement
measure the weight and breath of time
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