Still

Be still this heart, quiet still-
a breath, a ghost. These are
words
only words. Hands
touchhold (still words, still)
lips
teeth
tongue, yes
words only words-
alchemized.
Deep and deeper still. Taste, yes,

feel. Christ.
Christ or god or stars. Come down, come
down
to dirt, to body, feeltaste
touch. Make this
real, surreal.

Transient,
I know.
No one
gives a fuck out here
beneath the sky and leavesandrain.

Just take
thisnow, make
now
me/my
aching reason to be here,
this hungry
bodysoul.


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