Liminal

Escape from me,
you spirit,
or is it spirits,
into me,
am restrained,
out of me,
am desperate,
a spirited obstinate
*
A yearning that reforms,
another that hurts,
same face two-sided,
the heart and vessels,
blood and lymph,
situated dynamism,
thin and lean,
a necessity.
*
Takes a gasp of air,
the right ingredients,
a note in place,
for life to thrive,
taste to tantalize,
tones to harmonize,
small is big,
tiny liminal catalysis.

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