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Long Distance
By Eric Yip

six thousand miles away
a window imposes

 



 

here the evening is stratified
into hues of blue

 

 


 

I have begun
to believe in rivers

 

 


 

have I told you about
the circumnavigation of blood

 

 


 

we could learn from this
have you breached

 

 


 

tonight I will attempt
to dream of you

 

 


 

look how our paths
converge right there

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

its thumbprint of light
over your face

 

 

 

 

the planes are in migration
they know where they must go

 

 

 

 

capillaries of mountains
carrying water and carp

 

 

 

 

its faithfulness to the heart
do you think there is something

 

 

 

 

the thick film of sleep
to rediscover my absence

 

 

 

 

I have practised our future
over and over

 

 

 

 

my legs have memorised
the walk to your home

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