Friday, January 13, 2017

Once we have

once we’ve shaken each other loose
before pretending we are

strangers. there’s a short-lived, brief-heavenly
moment. respite. goosebumps.

when i touch and feel your teeth
without my tongue

having to leave my mouth for what
historically tends to be the last time.

were we our names
were we our families

are we our hair
are we our bodies

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