Sunday, March 29

Haunt

the we
that shall
she &
he is the
fullest of
painfully—
his car-
journey lips
melodramatically
lean in seams
of raspberry
blush that
is bluish bruises
my own
dented pillow
& fluttering
haunts the
sanity I
once not took
for granted.

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