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EXULT

 

 

We gloried in immolation.

We used each other as temples of solace—

            our bodies clung

                        tangled

                                    too desperate to know we were drowning

into a gorge blinding our already blinded eyes

with airy blackness

 

 

 

blankness—

 

it erodes, biting at our feet now

threatens to devour

consume

our only choice is to dive

 

                                                           

                                                            soot diffuses my veins untangle from

the crushing web of your arteries

each vessel lies end to end—

the long stem of glistening fruit

 

 

I cut inside—

vertical

 

 

slide

 

 

fallow seeds float before my eyes millions of seeds before my float fallow million seeds fallow fallow fallow seeds fallow fallow millions

 

and yet I see—

 

 

 

glowing invisibly

permanent and

slippery

there is one seed

one

fertile and waiting

 

                                                            always waiting