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comet stripes on the barrier
here they arrive trippy 
if to see is envisaged as a rockface then
run into it with your whole slimy self 

the comet meets you where ‘you’ 
is proposed as a comet receptor 
elements always needing to coalesce 
with supra adherence relinquishment

depending on who’s there where 
‘who’ is imagined as any rockface
patiently intact without anticipation 
a stumbly interpol with which seams inhide 

in the rockface there is the comet
promised beckoned future past transposed 
you feel it inside your feet then legs
arms everything you are 

lisa samuels