rhythms

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the good thing about 
feeling in extremes
is when i love
i give them wings 
        rupi kaur


i bend and
i splinter

my sadness
is a deluge 

my laughter is 
a tectonic shift

i move forward
i move away

i am effortlessly erratic 

when i am afraid
i am flammable

unsure
i drift 

happy 

i fly
i create
i indulge
i sleep
i flow

until it slips
through my fingers