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the tide of you

swirls at my feet

salt pillars dissolving

every broken tower

the effigy of

my body


in gratitude

I’m burning on the pyre

kindling wish

after hope

after longing

after fantasy

everything immolates


open the fragile

spills the contents

into soft earth

into rooting

into the hot wake

of liquid pleasure

what remains, serves.

what remains is essential


stripped bare.