billyfivecrows

pisces self

Why does she say "Blessing" "Burning throat"
She always married. Beauty sleep
Was a projector, diving, depth

Changing into pearls, pearls changing
Into still-frame. Foam-years were
Regimental; violent heart,
Impractical feet. "Who never died?"

Fertile mist, missed nature, nurturing
Fatigue; the earth will flee...

It was a myth of miles that
Togetherness swallowed

"You'll drown"

"No, you'll drown."

Appendage: Choose sides.

Pillow is a habit like an ocean's
Body. Go down. Swim around.

Small fish.

Big fish.

"Colorful..."


Here's a glass bubble.

Here's a face

That fins the map. Long

Slap. Long, long

Slap

(Two bodies

Breathing backwards

In a frame...)


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