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i. We had to know
there were objects
lurking
in the dark-water murk
outcroppings
and one would tear us
in two,
but we sailed
with the horizon on our shoulders
and a breath of salt.
ii. They found me,
lungs preserved
and tongue-twisted, with twinflowers
growing at the crash site;
I came to rest
on the island Atlantis,
amidst frozen ghosts
speaking in hieroglyph and tracing
star-maps in the carbon
of my skin.
iii. Just before the end
there were no cries,
only a whisper:
there were objects
lurking
in the dark-water murk
outcroppings
and one would tear us
in two,
but we sailed
with the horizon on our shoulders
and a breath of salt.
ii. They found me,
lungs preserved
and tongue-twisted, with twinflowers
growing at the crash site;
I came to rest
on the island Atlantis,
amidst frozen ghosts
speaking in hieroglyph and tracing
star-maps in the carbon
of my skin.
iii. Just before the end
there were no cries,
only a whisper:
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consecrate
authenticity an arsenic
in morning coffee, in the smiles
pressed like ironed laundry,
because I feel like one wrong breath,
one wrong kiss between glossed lips and soft jaws
and I will be nailed to a cross
deception a shame rising like steam,
where teeth grind against each other
like clockwork gears, tick tick ticking
while the tongue kisses the roof of its cathedral
like a prayer to gods yet to be named
because her face is a mosaic window
shining the sin out of love
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your memory is heavy
I keep trying to unload the weight of you in words
but still I'm burdened
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no room
I am so full of me
there is no room
for you in here.
You can be out
there, alongside me,
but there is no room in here.
The hotel is full.
I am the Anna Madrigal
of my own soul.
So you be you
and I will be me.
If there is connection,
I will cherish it.
If there is not,
I will not miss it.
This does not diminish
my love and devotion,
nor your own to me.
It just makes it real.
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The madness of love is the greatest of heaven's blessings.- Plato
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love part ii. reminds me of a waking dream