//we trace over eachother’s outline in wild gestures:
taking measurements
      
trembling with bodies like shivering beds
          meatpalms up
          begging to receive
something in the invisible, irradiated dark

creases in the same giftwrapping bag that makes the rounds
    year after year
we shave off every last fiber
of our oldest tinder pile
in solemn observation for the
thumb on the cold glass
universe