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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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