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if you worked here you would understand

eventually all time becomes time held the same
as worked out time the same set gently at the surface
as an event and the effects after the shift

not until vacation time is captured from factory time
will there be times captured in afters, in an instance held to
an example would be reeds bent forward in a stream, after water
taking shape over time in instance, after the water

water on the stage after beyonce, in a stadium of lovers
that will not live again until she bursts out again
pulsing us between the arms of the shades and angels
as if we were crowds of asthmatics gathering our collective breath

all the climbing up and soaring down in the psych manuals
and spirit techniques to be worked through before feeling safe again
the mood and mind idea in a flashy coincidence

in beyonce’s early work
we find a thesis-bodily indulgence allows a spiritual occurence
even the crumpled asthmatic transcending the conditions by active denial
beyonce argues, is an act of manipulating the body,
a setting of the nerves into a time, a seizure
which this cripples, getting the clear vision, the body closes out

the floor is swept and we return
with the perfect cd and a great t-shirt for our exhaustion

if we fear our body’s interjection we postpone the sublime moment
hopelessly listing through cursory vacations, savored but never held
because we never got through all the climbing and soaring sessions
to be worked through before trusting the lingo
because there had been a fear of the body’s words
we were taking down and putting books on the shelves of psycho remodeling
for stars like beyonce and celine dion living out large, stars on stage,
living it, teaching and watching us in near awe
blocked from our holding by black breeze of body fear

all the shmarm and trust hugs to be repeated before
all the time in the factory is taken as is, no questions

a great sign nailed to the beyonce by those gathered
an eagle shattering the dome and soaring through
to cloudy jam sessions nailed down and worked out

as the wing is spread out and is climbing in circles
how it is seen, only the eagle knows the works outside
with hope-free from the culture of hours at the factory
lived in fear of the vacation that was too good to end

all concerts expire eventually, the tattoos, the moments
memories and beer buzzes fade under after the water
in a moment set to join to an instance that escapes
as memory continued forward here in a future

tom blood

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