To Sense
energy claims through
veins jolt,
ridges on skin construct
my canvas gravitates thoughts,
thoughts are
always silent,
whispers never leak
my canvas is an angel
swooping to endure
ears stay alert
scanning all vibrations.
Hands steady
mind always
clinging
searching,judging
innate reasoning
my canvas is sensitive,
collecting all flying
motion
my canvas is never blank
sometimes meshing
sometimes clashing
I bleed energy,
although absorb enough to sustain.
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