There is a gravity in me
my arms my lips my legs my eye
lids forbid youth for gravity
My hips, a long winded sentence
My breasts, a run on rambling
My chin, an incantation
there is a gravity in me,
a slowed down tumble
I am older now than I have ever been
my body knows it, my body dips low
And graces ubiquity – back to the earth
she says, back to sublime
in time, the ventricle sings, due time
-ECW
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