'Horizons'

we have lost our ability to cry
being accustomed to apprehension at every turn

but what does it mean for us to gain the blood of sears
(sifting the possibilities of any given juncture)

when we can no longer rise from the ground
to strike the sky with our lightning

when it is only now that we recognize
that the broken heart cupped in our hands

was also a stethoscope

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