THE WAY WE MOVE

When I was a boy,
I went down to the cave
where the pendulum hangs.
It showed me
how the world had moved.

When I’m my worst self,
hang your hair on my chest.
I’ll let go of the rest
– just remind me
how I’ve moved for you.

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