a creature’s moon

skins rending

sluggish

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the marble nape

of your neck, frictionless against

my rubbed down teeth

it’s tough to take you to shore

underneath

the highest tides.

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beside each other, we lay

penetrable,

soft-skinned cadavers

the eternal river

running in tongues

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into the barrel of your gun

the last i gazed

as shattered as the gut of your game

deep, a kaleidoscope

of powder and flesh

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(2020)