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of units so largely
replaced by size and
dimension and closeness
light years dispensed
with the switch flipped,
arms on hips in the dark
night of skin clouds.
arms length is new
meter, the tongue is
the new inch,
and we'll draft and
dimensionalize eachother,
measure to measure,
soon dissolving in
the fuzzy units of eye
lashes on cheeks,
and legs into legs,
and
we don't need measure anymore
to find our distance.
despite removal, waters,
walls, and omens,
there is no measure
of
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