received

I read your leaky letter.

I saw both components
of the twosome look
out their picture—

window and mirror.
The gaze changed
when they found them-

selves. Conversation
got blowsy, the body
in space backed

up on the water, then
installed itself there,
reading sky for

self, a fiction best
left undeclared. You
know, the letter said,

how I get, licked shut.




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