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20 x 30

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my body aches,

for a certain unknown.

peeling, 

gnawing.

flight,

a flicker of light.

my glance,

it echoes & asks about the mystery. 

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the doubt,

that sweet coastal grit,

lining my mouth.

your body,

I need to carry it with me. 

warm tenderness,

our complicit solitude. 

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dreams hang low.

ripe clouds for picking,

the rains fall out.

doesn’t that new lightness,

feel so nice?

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sticky, pink sky,

saccharine desire coats my tongue.

a feast of stories,

to save my life. 

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AVAILABLE.

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