fresh whale
knell of lament betwixt my thumb
and neighbor,
my veins leak and my arteries
ameliorate with icy climes.
palm on face i measure my worth,
senescing nails sear at my hair.
this hand burns,
won’t you help me shed it?
she is sleeping with rosary
under her pillow,
if you can but hurry,
sirius!
light the way to thine wretch.
a touching of throats, hand
in hand. sun and moon intertwined,
muse of phlegethon
have i become.
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