tagNon-Erotic Poetrywhat will they say of us

what will they say of us


If said a word.

To forte and crescendo
in the swell of some imaginable wave
and make our entrance
an exit, both.

To have wrestled the cat of eighteen
claws into a cheesecloth sack,
tied with silk,
pronounce ourselves liberated

from the curse of IN
(fidelity, somnia, ebriated, corrigible).

Clutching you as indemnity
against future mythologies, you holding
me as a colliery of argots,
liens placed on my future yield.

A diary could say so much,
but fervor delights in blaze,
temperance in water, beauty
in between.

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