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Ankarna?

I can hear you

Imagine, if you will

I am imagining

You are a string and I am the music you might produce

I am a string and you are the music

Disturbance of the air and thus natural balance

intangible created by that which is tangible

What hand brings us together that we might reach

our full potential, Ankarna?

your move changes my form,

one million of you and I, we might build

a symphony, Ankarna.

Each note might be a note of finality,

the resolution does not leave us resolved,

I am played in your act

of creation, Ankarna.

I play you in my act of creation.

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Cassandra?

I can hear you

Imagine, if you will

I am imagining

I am the light and you are the glass which focuses me

You are the light and I am the glass

This burning power of singular existence

as opposed to multiplicity, abundance,

from motes to mote, as is

your will, Cassandra.

Perfection in an angular sense, prismatic,

Reveal my component parts before, in kindness,

reconstituting me, Cassandra.

A fire started by collaboration, incomprehensible

in this world where true firestarters act alone

doubling our power or simply sharing our burdens?

better than propane, Cassandra.

I reveal your component parts and reconstitute you. 

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Ankarna?

I can hear you

Imagine, if you will

I am imagining

You are a cave and I am the shadows on the wall

I am a cave and you are my shadows

Field of view which does not grow flowers, chlorophyll impossible,

what you see is what i have decided to show you,

I will be justice this time, divine things most important, my eyes

are your eyes, Ankarna. 

Each of my metaphors are shadows of a truth, each of my shadows

fall on your walls, floor, ceiling, in this way you warp

who I am, Ankarna. 

Your layers, colors, indicative of years, I change these

by a matter not of pigment but of shade.

You see what is outside as what I am, and what is outside becomes

shrouded in me, Ankarna.

I see everything as a version of you.

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Cassandra?

I can hear you

Imagine, if you will

I am imagining

You are the world and I am the moon orbiting you

I am the world and you are my moon, orbiter turned orbiting

Imagine I am not who I usually am, I am sure you can conceptualize this,

I see you from each different angle, never the same,

You who is nebulous, shifting, changing, and somehow

still Cassandra. 

Impossible layers cloaked by land and sea,

but you are made of mantle and core, skin and bone, all together

becomes Cassandra. 

I pull your tides out and push them back in in gentle rhythm,

your people think me superstition but

I hope for you my rocks and dust will appear

as flesh, Cassandra.

I shift and change as you revolve.

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Ankarna?

I can hear you

Imagine, if you will

I am imagining

I am the bee and you are the flower

You are the bee and I am your flower

I reach out for you, with onomatopoeia I promise not to hurt you,

we engage in the trading of goods, I your proselytizer,

you hand me all your possibility, a chance of 

sweet, sweet, honey, Ankarna. 

Earthen sacrifice, fruit incomparable to all you offer

I bring your word to the next flower, taste of you still

on my tongue, Ankarna. 

separate identical communities, each surrounded—

we are the outreach, index finger to index finger, 

my six legs walking from your petals

to your center, Ankarna. 

I offer you all that I have.

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Cassandra?

I can hear you

Imagine, if you will

I am imagining

I am the storm and you are the lightning

You are the storm and I am your lightning

I, the director of violent showcase, assault of sight and sound,

these people below acknowledge our power

in tandem, I rumble in warning, your power to

strike, Cassandra.

Wielder of electricity, that which saves and destroys the world,

Humans love that which has power to hurt,

as do I, Cassandra. 

Send a message around the world, telegraph your meaning,

shock me in long-short patterns and

I decipher your message by my ephemeral, vaporous, skin,

electric, Cassandra.

A vision of us in tandem, do they know our names?

Something new to imagine, Cassandra.

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Ankarna?

I hear you.

Imagine, if you will

I am imagining

You are a clock and I am the chiming on the hour

I am a clock and you are the chiming on my hours

Our conversations limited by your hand,

minute timings in minute increments, 

I wait an hour to announce to you the time you whisper

in my ear, Ankarna.

What is a year to a month to a week to a day to 

an hour to a minute to

me and you, Ankarna?

Your ticking voice music to my ears, I yearn to be music to yours,

Time infinite, no clock knows the minute it will break

I will sing until the clockmaker brings you to me, minute hand

in minute hand, Ankarna. 

I hear you in my dreams.

As do I, Ankarna.

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Cassandra?

I hear you

Imagine, if you will

I am imagining

I am the left hand and you are the right hand

You are the left hand and I am your right hand

Each of us on our respective side of a heart, piloted by forces beyond us,

might a hand comprehend the impulses which drive it?

Five fingers & few things known but to my right,

right there, Cassandra. 

Piano hands & hands which make food & hands which throw balls &

hands which gesture wildly, all these different hands we could be,

together, Cassandra.

Fingers interlocking, your pinky by mine, your thumb by mine,

does this soul which inhabits this body which we both belong to

understand who we are? why we insist upon locking ourselves together,

embracing our disuse, Cassandra?

I understand who we are, and that is enough.

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Ankarna?

I hear you

Imagine, if you will

I am imagining

I am a question and you are the answer

You are a question and I am your answer, in the affirmative

You do not know what question I have chosen to be

I know that for you the answer is yes

What if you do not want what I want?

What if I do?

Ankarna…

Cassandra, imagine, if you will

I am imagining

I am the bride and you are the bride

You are the bride and I am the bride

I am imagining

Ankarna.

What if I am no longer satisfied with imagining?