Private Sun
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Styles of Impossible Motion


In us, a sunrise door.
A beam falls,
rooted above its rest.

Turn your vision:
you will see the space
from which you see.

The beam
you consecrated
on my threshold,

now a fire that thirsts
for impossible movements,
and knows the passage.

We can move exactly as we wish.

* * *
"When I woke up
from that sleep,
I was happier
than I've ever been.
When you decide
that your life
is a prize, renew, revive...
do you feel love is real?" -SPs

Cover: Lichtenstein "Sunrise"

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