stardust and rust
...or: words about the fancysparkly and dusky bellies of being
January 14, 2019
marriage
i stood so still with
temptation poised on my head.
and you aimed below,
aimed for my hollows.
and i stood so still for you.
still, convinced of love,
i stood quietly
and watched you stretch the bow taut.
our life, before me
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