i had to bring you back.
to the first photograph,
so you can see. as i see.
the world dusty
stained with fingerprints
the way everything human
to me is trespass
collections of sound, the detritus of energy
all of which is to say: i cannot clear it away
enough. this coupling, this charged center
the heart's core of incomplete
i would carry this wound in each iris
i would lens light to a trapping
tell me what i can't do is keep trying
like i will not surrender
us
i will not be made to give over
in some easy gestures, told that miracles
are minor accidents, or try to swallow some
time spent in between make and imagine
when we held the keys to every crystal chamber
the mind colluded to create in us
i would you whisper to me before we leave
this place. at least once to delight me.
use the words we chose in silence, tell me
we did find something together here.
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