A tingle of nerves defines the edge

like the dissipating foam of an ocean wave

hitting the even sand

less certain than the blade of a knife

but a boundary

separating the solid from the shifting

mass of volatile molecules.

Skin is alive to the outer air

and internal surges

lurching with every possibility


and yearning for impact.

The violence of the unpredictable

exudes its silent charge,

the body source and receptacle.


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