Who?
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Mark Heathcote
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Who sees you and who sees me?
And therefore sees everything
and doesn't compare unequally-anything;
equate with the same sad piano key delicious way.
Who walks, between all our shadows?
Fluid as light, indivisible from-the-whole
just as the darkness and shadow
amalgamates-all we can't see unabridged.
Who only who does-speaks
Speak with the wind and understands
the winds utterances incoherence
a butterfly's winding twist subtle bend.
Who hears a pin drop?
And every animated, strangers voice
like a dewdrop trembling to sing
falling into a whirlwind underpinned.
Who, who, who?
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