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pulled these long petals in truncated arcs the seeds then a sequence renewed
after a few years the colors run together, gray the throat clenched, the spine
broken and bent, left to right
you ask for onions & strawberries — our #ngers porous handle the cast iron warm you ask for children and the goddess leaves us fool’s gold —
I dig a hole and bury myself, the glint under my tongue
you ask for a leather couch & a death mask
you ask for fossil and my arteries are #lled with stents
I lift sternum to sail & tedious chores #nish — us, the waves crafting glass becoming frown
strings snippets elegies at dawn
this melancholy is patient
and I drink so much
under its light
that whatever is asked of me is besomed away
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