Oulipo Poem

pexels-photo-26980She

moves like

the blessed dead.

She floats through air,

consumed by the land below,

motivated solely because of the fire,

working forward because of the peaceful grace,

swiping away the smokey clouds with only determination,

compelled not solely by the acts emitting graceful hope

But by the thud in her chest that says go.

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