Breathing Out

This is an interval, ein Augenblick
Philp K. Dick

Before your lake - we stood naked
and overconfident in such ease -
having lost our cold distrusts
in earlier bared dips and slow strokes

Your surrounding land is disconnected
through every minute by our staying afloat
as we mark our . . .

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