Cleave

Apr 3, 2024
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I dreamed, or, maybe

Memories

Kissing all the freckles on your body

one by one by one

As I was when I was younger

so much bigger

Naming every star above me one by one

Beneath me

In the bed were shells, sharp

Cast off from wherever days go to lie down

And the smell of gunpowder

Livid in my mind

Maybe molting

Primed, like cicadas song

And all of it is music on the sheet counting

one by one by one

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