21

Eleventh Day

Drove down to Pecos with C.
Found park closed. Watched sun set driving
sage meadow flickering across weeks
C and I hold each other. Do not make love.
Nightingale. Tapering shaft of ice
in a coat in a desert sun.
Upon the breastbone, mountain.
Open the breastbone, love.
Each thing you choose to wait for.

 

 

 

 

 

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