caress.

like blunt
force trauma
your touch
hits here,
there,
anywhere

you
have
laid

your eyes
upon.
the places

where you
have
leaked
out
acid rain
to mark
your
property

(one for
me, two
for me)

until the
map of
my parched
skin puckers
up and
aches
and
splits at
the
seams.

(knit one,
pearl two)

this
bloodletting
releases
all the sugar
i have
left
and
spills upon
the
earth

until we
three,
(the mud,
you and
me)
are
covered in
dirty,
sticky-
sweet
sympathy

(in and
out, but
just for
now)

shoveling,
then,
into your
greedy
mouth
(swallow)
all my
spendings

you
stand
over my
arid frame
and dribble
just a bit
just a
little

just
for
me.

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