If you squeeze silence together
Pick it up

It is a bell
Too loud to ring

A ball too round
To roll

Keep going

To the left
The comet
Sneezed

A
Contrapposto
Distance

Every stair
A vast bite

A paperclip of
Stars

Black holes are
A wound
Of clouds

God is pragmatic
And perpendicular to angels

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