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    when did it begin? at birth, when they walloped me, when my lungs clawed, in a vacuum, that first breath, fire, scathing, no longer swimming, in a nectar, like a tadpole, in the belly-pond, of my mother’s womb, they slice the rope, unmoored, severed, i want to crawl, slither back again, but my floppy body, has no will, I can only shriek, terror, terror…

    o the bruising light, the swirl of sound, perforating my membranes, how heartless, this world cements itself, I feel my being, swallowed, gravity, funnels me, inside this bottle of flesh, like a whirlwind, compressed, I squeeze, through, this prison of succulence

    I am doomed. Now I will wither.


    some days I just want to fold my wings, sleep for days and days, daze, daydream, with the wind lisping at the window, a wool blanket, a pot of mint tea

    i want to bellow, poems, the sky to burn, forever, blue

    all i need: a meadow, with an apple orchard, a cherokee rose, pink, in a crystal vase

    all I want: beauty

    and yet sometimes, I get so weary here, dire, mired, with dung, scraping my shoes, beetles bite, thorns, thistles scrape, rattlesnakes hiding under a rock

    fangs, everywhere


    the bones thicken, the legs lengthen, the voice cracks, like bamboo breaking

    hair sprouts in timid places, the musk of adolescence, pomegranates pimples

    my loins cavort with desire, my veins flow with stinging nettle juice

    we rope ourselves together, coiling in a serpentine bind, in a thrust of lust

    we forget sometimes where we begin and end, your lips or mine

    the fuzz of your cheeks, the way the light expires, in those sunken moment

    afterwards, breathless, we succumb to sweat and sorrow, separating

    knowing, that no matter what transpires, never will we caulk that wound

    each alone, in grief, the chasm, between you and me, now, only wider

    unbreachable, though I hold your hands, we exist galaxies apart
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