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A Harmonic Deluge words pour forth from nimble fingers pitting the page with mathematical waves dancing Ichthys at periodic intervals torrent me with action verbs announcing a melody in heat timbre me with your cosines and your Pythagorean colors submerge me in your saltine waves where whales play hide and seek using the slow beat flow of echolocation a kind of Beethovian symphony where flotsam conducts and time exists only in the divergence of oceanic crust it’s dark down there where jetsam treasures lie under layers of shipwrecked sediment push me further into your subterranean depths where the pressure to fit in gets stronger the deeper you go lick me like the wind barrels your skin haunt me with your tacit rhythms then spit me out when i can no longer bear to hold my breath
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