The sky enters our lives
daily and always. Brushing our eyes
the sky comes from afar and washes us in its blue
It’s blue that dampens our bones
and lays them out side by side like a xylophone
Listen! We can hear the wind rattle
blue rattles/ rattling blue bones
Crack them open! With what seeps into our fingers
we trace lines down each others’ face and arms,
and putting blue fingertips to lips,
we taste sky, we swallow blue
in all its rosy shades, in all its greenness,
whispering sky, sky, sky
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