“Almost Whole” from Minus One

The punch is spiked with glory

My senses leaping and alive

For tonight to listen is enough

And through the music of the music

Runs an old familiar voice

A thread of scarlet joy, moving

In my blood, weaving through my

Heart and lungs and lights, pulling

Tighter ever tighter ‘till I scarcely breathe

Caught like a bunch of

Doe-eyed pansies, my eyes are dark

And wild with wonder at such

Intensity of being, that I must weep

For being almost whole.


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