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Poems by Inchiki
effortless movements
i am suspicious of
any signs of effort
by them
i can tell
if you are doubting yourself
the static noise of
calculations
disturbs
the whole whoosh of emotion
but gently take me
through your
effortless movements
in verses
walk amongst
the glass castle
of purest feeling
and a single breath
shatters
that candle flame
at the altar of the heart
