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goldleaf powder 

          The holes in the screen

          and the space in between       

          where you fall, so gently

          —right over the edge,       

          and the sudden shift of wonder: 

          is only a ledge    

          for the diving, 

          and the flying, 

          and the falling    


          and the inside 

          bottoms rot when   

          the right amount of thunder 

          booms till it’s gone.  

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