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"slipping glass"
Weighted by soaked fibres,
the moment doesn’t strike
—it yields, drooping in a slow arc
like the softened cheek
of a tired animal’s face.
Dragged in that downward settling,
the world adjusts its heft
as it leans back into you,
standing muted and
immovable in its return.
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