the murmur of simmer
between what's breathable
between those membranes
between our thoughts
between our exhales
what goes into a surrender
what draws down drowning
to enter the wind
and slow time's carving in
where clocks begin
wearing each of us
thinning each of us
ever closer to
not having
something
we must do
next
when we give
skin to skin
soul to soul
one whole
one orbit
one love
one moment
we never
get lost
outside of
and become ghosts
become mechanical
become as I did
not able
to pause
the run
between
sway-leaned
wordless rhythms
and do they like me
for me to be free
or something else
just like that
that they don't
have the words
for yet
or so I think
am I just
palm fit flat
for a will
or won't they
tonight
please
just ride me
bareback
and forth
cross tide
my sin
just right
finger-comb me
past where all
the Gods names
get called again
and again into
the darks of why
we let go in here
leaping into
where everything
is what we want
and the truth
sounds the same
from head down
low to legs
up high
where no wings
are needed
on this
flight inside
each of our gifts
tonight
each muffled groan
each moan
each kiss
each koan
each blood stone
each marker
for every
rabbit hole
we knew
to smell
for what
the eyes forgot
along the way
EJR (c)
thinning each of us winning each of us grinning at me you him her them it why if you could understand it there was nothing there if you could not there was no profit only imagination
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