FIRE spit out of my fingers
onto a wall without reason
a hand could send signals
through time
through lives
and all for the freedom
of taking a look
doing something
outside myself
on a cave wall
a living memory
the underside of a cliff
I touch you, see
out of nowhere
I reach you with just one clue
we contact outside of time
was it a minute
a while
a brief forever
does it matter?
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(hand prints and all colors done by me with concrete impregnated with dye)

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