Monday, February 13, 2017

Soft footed on a broken bridge
toothbrush pocket and a long walk
to the diamond-cracking factory
brother sister nemesis births
loves parched and separated beyond what speaks
doses ripped from fresh suited armor face
frame heard frame ribs frame flesh
in an aching comma
and he follows a rain cloud
to the vast pan of the sea
wearing my clothes and sizzling
there.

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