Sometimes, forgetting, I remember:
I see/hear/know, as like
Nothing else -- terrible
In my freedom -- flying
Where even birds cannot go.
Sometimes, forgetting, I remember:
Falling downward, fist pistons,
Crackling through atomics, I
Can split whole worlds asunder.
Sometimes, forgetting, I remember:
Carrying, too fast for breath,
Screams unheard beyond sound.
Sometimes, forgetting, I remember.
And they seem so small when they die.
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