come inside us

The touches of disappearing things.

 All above us is the touching
of strangers and parrots,
some of them human,
some of them not human.

Listen to me. I am telling you a true thing.
This is the only kingdom.
The kingdom of touching;
The touches of the disappearing things.

fragment of Elegy by Arcelis Girmay

me by Szymek, Lublin in Poland

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