persuasion
of
an
worded moon

consume me here
beyond this
reflection
as
me
eyes
release me

that my callousness
of
one
could
become
undone
watch
me
un
ravel

these are not mortal strings
what have you to offer me
after our flesh melts
what have you
puddles
on
the
floor


looking past the meaning
what meaning
should be
looking
for

who knew
the
owls
hoo hoo
howl
how
foul
the ***** thrown

come glimpsing with me
as
the
horizon
can be traced
on
my
figertips

shaken blankets
how warm
they
use
to
seem

now these stars seem
more recognizable
they see me here
day or night
they feel
me
here


can't you feel me
here we are
we are
you
i
am
you
crazy
persuasion
?


















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