Your wind chime voice,
words falling like oranges dropping to soft mud
heavy and dark under blankets and echoing off pillows
Autumn catches up, stormy skies raining out
You wanted the flood worse to draw it out of your chest
wishing Studio Ghibli water, you seeping pomegranate poison
and run the pads of your moon-round fingers
hard-collar bones and star scarred skin
Can’t you feel skeletal hands catching you by the hips now,
Death having tossed you up in the air
as one would a child, and now you are coming back down
Can’t you feel your head on her arms, cradled,
thighs tangled in your own
holding you inches from bones
Sugar mouthed and sweet tongued,
glazing you over and you burning up from inside,
heady sunlight filtering down through the smell of fruit,
laying on dry grass below eager yellow wasps
golden girl
in cat eyes and puppy dog bounce as you look at her,
in morning orchards and witching hour mist,
in pining lonesomeness and oaken promises,
you know Eve never met Lilith
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