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16.4.16

Apsidal mulatto


bloodless shear
as sure as the humming north
I’d pluck you blind
when you be ripe for hissing
lest I should settle

and it will grow
my eyebrows like sparrows
shall signal the evening
when you will grow ashamed
of your outpourings

you will come to me then
and I shall sever you hollowly
the brisk sea of salt vowels
grinding through your teeth
as you mumble in black and white

and I crave to see your visage
greek-clad and impassioned
an apsidal mulatto in a daze
breaking into polyphony
against multiple skies

maybe I will wait
even and paired
for I have known of being
incomplete