listen.
i laid bare petals in packages
secretly delivered by motorcade.
and i shivered as you crawled through
bodybombs
and witmissles (whet whistles)
testing your mettle and disregarding mine.
hey, look, now.
shameless and guilty
i gifted you alone in the trees.
shattered sunlight fallen on the water
with pieces of me in your mouth
i watched you struggle
and wondered at my own fight.
well, come on. you know that
i dug deep to pull all that out:
rabbits from silk hats and flowers from dust
but the further i open
it seems the harder you shut.
so. enh, and shrug.
i drift lazily away back from where i came
something drowned, that you dreamed.
not the wet creature
you found muddy and fearsome
on the shore.
in your lap,
by the shore.
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