A Girl Parts the Clouds

she slid gently, longingly,

misused—or maybe it was just

how wide she opened her eyes.

 

Alight.

Affirmed.

Stirred.

Sullen.

As sun cut cloud.

She touched verse.

 

she parted lips, pink &

prominent—or maybe it was just

how hard she came from behind.

 

Iliac.

A nerve.

A pulse.

Cut smoke.

Flayed out.

She came quiet (and parted my clouds).

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