I dream you are a live wire, you are alive: Stumble upon me and bloom
and let the almost bloom.
The live wire is me, the almost, the live wire stumbles upon the almost.
I am an are, a strange and stumbling are, I paper the walls with almost
and wake almost stunned.
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Erin Lyndal Martin is a poet, fiction writer, and music journalist. Her work has recently appeared in Typo, H_ngm_n, and PopMatters, and is forthcoming in Diagram and Slant Poetry.
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