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Approaching

we’re bathed in starlight

the approaching Atlantic

 

somehow separating our future selves

tearing our vessels apart

 

he and I are both gossamer

compared to what’s ahead

 

but more so my friend

as his step is really a trot

 

as we are two different kinds of beings

still I feel something every time our eyes meet

 

in doing this we simultaneously slip on ice

then catch ourselves

 

I with my feet

he with his paws

 

and so we continue like nothing happened

waiting while walking to encounter

 

the vast and inconceivable ocean

although he does not see this yet but smells

 

the sea’s salty breath

he is content

 

in the sparse topography of this crest

soon we find the end of land

 

I hold him in my hands

against the backdrop of blended sky and water

 

feeling his heartbeat

and wondering if Orion’s Belt is proof of eternal life

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Wounds Representing Winter

once our lips touch

I will have the courage

to kill myself

 

it is never enough

and always too much

sweeping blood and dirt

 

the heights are abandoned

like our souls

 

internet intellectuals

moths around a flame

 

in bed I am

 

internal badges

humility and shame

 

for no one to see

an apparition

 

the gray pony

knocks him into the sea

if only it was me

 

I want to give up these words

but I don’t know…

I barely know myself