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Count As Witness
Count as witness to the fusion in your chest, your bindbreaths that
call down creation; Count as witness this applecore heart of mine.
Only in my bones do I dare keep you. And they would hold as adamantine
chains your light. And you would crack them open, and spill out into
the world my marrows and stems and bloodrinds to mix with your oxygen
and to collect under your fingernails.
And into the soil would you work me with your hands, and the rains
would take me down to the streams, and up into the sycamore and birch
leaves, and to your lips as you cradle a palm ...