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Conversations with a Star


Desert's heat whispers smoothly
over the partition of night/day
until it is only wax paper.
We can see through it.
Breathing around its lid, hope
opens us, roughening what sand
has worn smooth, lifting lungs against
their cages. Veiled shimmer seeps,
lavishes delicious dangers over skin,
finds purchase in pores
until light feeds night blooms
through the neck's thick dropper
and we wash
and we wash
over tipped sky's ship
embracing in our sleep
the endless shore.

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