i hold a braid.
it's not so long and not tightly woven.
the craftsmanship, however, is flawless.
intentionally left loose.
this sort of technique gives
a casual flow
like two sensual worms embracing
bellies and necks.
yet, i don't know where they're heading,
or if it's even in the same direction.
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