It's a miracle:
you exist!
Ring the bell!
Sound the horn!
Breathe it in.
You exist!
The sweep of cloud
on high,
the blue sky.
Open your eyes.
You exist!
This is not a simulation.
The light is perfect, the words adequate,
the heart laid out
like a great red salt pan of flesh
before you,
a fan of muscle
so huge,
shivering its wafers
like fingers,
possessed
of itself,
so alive.
So run into
the red waters
of your heart,
because
you exist.
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