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Open and Shut

You open the blade of a flick knife
so it drips transparency.

You shut the restless cube of night
and a stream of shadow ramifies.

You open and shut the liquid diaphragm
of my heart - and at dawn I arrive

in the stately, tenfold
starlight of your hands.

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