from other heartbeats i have gleaned
the misshapen rhythm of my rhythm,
i can feel it at times immeasurable,
everything and a little more.
not just to do but to feel,
to know that snake walk,
to feel that wave in your veins,
it moves in stereo.
i feel in sudden unison
and across some spectrum
a series of events peak in tandem
and i change my rhythm accordingly
and then, then this makes sense.
-S.C. Martinez
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