I think you slipped

And for a moment I saw
the truth beneath your cracks
the shapes you will break into
when you shatter
that fingerprint-corruption
the colour of your smoke
and the shapes it will
make in the wind
-Watch me watch you watch me
watch who
and let us take apart
the jigsaw pieces in the clouds
I think I saw you floating up above
and all around

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