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Rêverie

Rêverie
last night
between the synthetic comforter
and the cheap, cotton sheets
i saw days past long ago
and days yet to come even
days never to come,
my beating red pump
still moving, righteously—

o sweetness
is my omnidirectional
antenna?—or love, even?
the absurd fantasy,
the lifeblood wherefore we endure
and wherein we abide—
o sweetness
my beating red pump,
the ventricles all glistening
are you quiet or
nonexistent?
henceforth lurid, lugubrious
lizardly—
and yet wherein we find hope
or is that love? we found love in
a hopeless place, as if out of despair
should come that whereof
all desire? is desire all the more
succulent if it out of desire arises?

last night between the synthetic comforter
and the cheap, cotton sheets
i saw days past long ago
and days yet to come even
days never to come,
my beating red pump
still moving, righteously—

and still i was alone.

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