Outside the window I watch the world
on loop.
Having memorized the dropping cues. Russet,
almost dead. Ceremoniously they
fall into gravity’s inevitability. We are only supposed
To forget names. I’ve learned to drink in your
eyes wide shut. Whimpering like a hurt dog—dur—while
you plead,
and beg and– yes, I can
now look at his face as you gave him the
Mouth, and I
repossess you between my legs. Sedation
makes a real anticlimax though.
And ’cause time
will only assume entropy, I have grown so far away
from you. I’ve assumed another natural state.
My neck and wrists are already numb on their braces.
I no longer dream.
Nor do I get past the last morn sun
breathed on my cheek.
But in here we never have to be scared.
I have camouflaged our body in padded concrete.
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