fragments of

Karen’s dark eyes             half-light

…flicker                5 minutes

was gone

 

I’m dying               to be

at dawn our milk skins        Tender is

Downwind                I

sped

 

all that day                 held close

the memory of her skin

she said.

 

Out!                    Breathe

in                      I fled

my room because

 

The street                   and the moon

My steps beat                between

 

One                     two

 

four                    I, delay at the

foot of her stairs                six & seven…

 

her stairs                   my hand and

 

9 Ten                        her door and

…tore her                    pages

Open

 

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