The sky licked the earth clean this morning. Lights shining through fog seemed to beckon forward. Call in. Damp pulls at hair, whets flecks of flesh and drags us down.
Slice your time thinly. Freezeframe that one second where mist turns electric. Where further heartbleeps pulsate fear and nerve and…
Hold.
can’t speak today
in words
stolen from perspiring
beaded skin under
sallow glow, injecting
no
healthy tan, no worn parade
this cavalcade of biology
now simply throws through
a prose flow
indelibly scored on the backs of hands
fingers aloft
pointing to constellations
conurbations of sky where
soon the waning fires
may rekindle from flinted spark.
keep your wick burning for me
keep you, just how you’ll be.
shhh…
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