Dovetailing
We were smart together. All the test scores we believed alongside depths of research that unearthed themselves. Wobbly legs and big plans and consensual endowments. How the rituals have shifted into mechanized rapport. Stick figures mime the act of shaking hands. The intercoastal inferences dusted ourselves off our game, and we revered what we believed we were becoming. Tracks left in mud equaled unpaved pioneering habits wedged between repeat signs. How does one decide among intensities of gravity? Magnetic energy draws forward, positioning fortunes in a way they might endure. I don't recall surrendering, nor do I resist the recommended fame.
Cave light, soft signals traced against moist walls
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