Two Combs

There is a dam inside,
Water-like electricity
And I am talking to another me.
There is no glass in the air
Between us,
This other me has black hair
Everything else looks so slow.
I see all that fails to show.
I am reading a book
That I have read half a million times before
Tear off a page if you want
Or strike out a word
I’ll know it still
By heart.
This dam has a strong flow
Everyday more water to row
Through my eyes and then through yours
Cycling cycling.
Maybe my lungs have grown because
I can breathe more air,
Or maybe it’s the same air
Only better, only more clear.
I wonder if this is how a butterfly feels
As it flutters its wings for the first time.
There is almost no space between
Our teeth
We, these two combs.

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