I had to duck
for the seeds were raining hard
it wasn’t an apple-
that’s a myth-
but I ate away at some knowledge
tried to share with you
you were happier not knowing
I was too

I always look left
since that’s the way you lean
want to lick you clean
keep holding through the dance
churning til we’re fused
blown glass shapes

can a day ever be new
when carrying the same bags
let’s wander
dress our nakedness with pages
adding to what we know
forgetting what we’ve learned

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