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Pineapple

If I told you I nearly fainted today
trying to make my pussy taste sweet for you,

(I'm allergic to pineapple,
         by the way)

and had to toss back a glassfull of baking soda
water to quiet the abdominal creature
spitting y o u are the rosebud
my dew longs to rest upon, 

would you think I was crazy? 

Funny, self, 
she does not know
how aching things rejoice in spillage,
fractures, she says 
there is stillness in God. 

See Jane pump out love poems 
for a lioness gazing at the sun. 

See Jane's words fly off with the cranes. 

Now, 
there is only us, 
and the spring.

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Just So You Know

I love you for the love 
you have proven
I am able to feel.

I hold it in me, this love, 
like a pail of hot broth.

When I walk, 
it gently licks my insides,

a tantrum of hot liquid filling the 
sponge of my heart daily. 

I cannot tell you how much
my surrender has to do with 
your moon tentacles or the 

gentle scrape of your voice
across my remembering. 

I cannot tell you when or how
these things came to be

or why we so often do what is done to us. 

What I know is 
in the morning when I 
wake a question mark, 

and the shape of you in me 
filled with the sweetness of knowing
has boiled over, 

I am burning 
where I have only 
ever known frost. 

Z.K.Nye

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Because

Is it strange that even after the contract you had on my body
	(The one I signed willingly)
has been burned and thrown to the waves,
who have eaten those ashy phrases voraciously, 
I still water the flower you planted in my chest?

But, you have loved me willingly, 
have you not?

And so, in the film that tore my eyes and throat open
in a rush of salted water because you were her
and I was her and she was left like me and my vomit and
my poetry, why do I feel that you will not return 
at the end of this story?

Because, this is conclusion?

Because, my ending is words and emptiness and not you?

Because, you will find (have found) someone else and I
will continue to stretch myself thinner over the music that you listen to?

You have released me because you felt it was good, 
but my wing was broken, and the flight I took was 
short and incomplete. 

Here I lay,
alone, alone
in love. 

Z.K.Nye  
March 10th, 2016

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Listen:

Listen:
the wind is pulling itself through the grass.

this is you moving on

Smell the cedar smoke rising.
Hear, also, the wood bursting
open to the song of decay. 

Quick and hot
(Not how it began 
in dank worm homes)

and not soft like your sobbing shadow sitting. 

Taste this: 
your mouth pooling with sleep.

Let it take you.