three sheets

you trickle down me

like descending chords

slipping sails sadly to teak

said, “quit following us, Moon”

crumpled and illuminated,  We

in some doldrum near paradise

found a string of pearl’s neck

arched and gasping for air

your fingers…

were always…

just…so very

good at stalking

and to make it easier

i carcass myself for you 

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