for Aiden and Emma
if i could make a hammock
out of round shrugs and hat brims
i would snuggle into hands-free salute
heads up to lay down
smooth burdens of afternoon
or if i could fit a bridge
of sanded growth
into the spiraling knarl of always
i would shift there now
so you could stand
but since you give me
a stomach light
with loosened ribbon
open with escaping breeze
since you give me
a life-line for unraveling
right from the base
of my hair trees
i will send electric curves
into space around
so air can hug you
if i am far away
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