in you, blood magic

in you blood magic
in me
we are moving through
ragged shadows
trying to piece together light
and sometimes calling it life

we mistake the dark
for the truth
forget the spark
and move from youth
into the stage where age seems heavy
where we look to the levee
and expect the flood of time

where do you fall apart?
is it in the heart
or in the mind?
and what is it you find
when you collapse into the footprint?
a hint
of where you were always going?
where you have always been?

what is implied
and what is seen

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