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GOD OF LIGHT MEETS GOD OF WATER

Tell me   ;;;   in yr cast-off sweater   ;;;   a world
of waves thriving around   ;;;   yr skull   ;;;   where two
                bodies like ours   ;;;   will be beyond   ;;;   this room
                                darkened with air   ;;;   teach me dismemberment
                so I can unscrew my lungs   ;;;   drop a cell
of yrs inside   ;;;   so mine can grow as you
our bodies two   ;;;   searching as one   ;;;   crook’dly
                breathless breathing   ;;;   you pointed out the full
                                 moon   ;;;   dangerous & gleaming swans   ;;;   neck in
                neck   ;;;   do not share me   ;;;   red soaking feathers
down bellies   ;;;   a match lighting the rear of
their throats   ;;;   out comes a moan   ;;;   then vomiting
                constellations’ seed   ;;;   don’t believe me   ;;;   just
                                 watch   ;;;   alone in the hall   ;;;   crescent headlights



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