one taste

does moonmilk quiver on every lake
you wade
because the whole world tastes like you now
umami and lychee slick

all
changing hands
to spin and push me from 10 directions
yours

the throats that sing and swallow me, yours
the world imagined in this electric lock, yours

I feel each fall of footsteps
called to the night

if you can read my light, dive

 

 

Image Credits: Jay Clark

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