you were all at once
a bird and a tree branch
both broken,
a stick in the grass and a trail
of feathers speckled with blood
you were a skyscraper
at dawn
back ringed by pink light
and a mute mouth
choking on promises
that could not be spoken
you were a sailboat
with a broken mast and
the waves that stole it from you
both creation and
destruction
two colliding forces contained
by tanned skin and a
need to fly
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on the first night of the
new year we stood,
smoking, surrounded by sculptures
with exposed breasts
and the air was electricity
our hands, conducters
we sent sparks into trees
and they burned in the dark
the only sirens were low, hushed
admontions of absolute fact
"it's getting late."
"our soles are touching."
"please, don't stop."
when we got out of bed there
was ash in your hair
and my mouth was bruised
but i licked away the evidence
and sent the burden
of my secret out into the world,
spread out charred before
our feet
stealing beauty through the
fire in our bellies
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