Dark outside of the bright inside
The moth waited
On the glass pane
In the door.
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a body expectant
possible thoughts fill my chest with unease,
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Proof we can still love our friends
We can contrast them with that Blue-hued AM.
We might see them dance with others.
We may love the honeyed sweat,
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When Finished – alone,
then drain the tub,
my soap-water’s swallowed
by the multiplied voices of strangers and spies
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Pull all wing off of the moth
pull all nickel from your pocket
Now trace that coin upon the wing
, and with edgy metal
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To the dull and the spoiled,
-Affection sings.
The bright and desperate,
-Her kisses sting,
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Is there a beauty as soft as you?
a thought
a kiss
the breeze
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the best flamingos
that best flap broken flap
these inside and doze outside
eaten near the lake by monkeys
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