some sort of mystery

the edges are feathered
where they should be sharp
i would press my finger
to that place, expect to see
the welling of blood and
the expelling of a kind of
atomic, subcutaneous life

but it floats, free of angles
no corners to tempt assumed
sanguine fates
and likewise it cannot
be caught, be grabbed
be touched at all

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