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"Well"



Well, 

I’m way too romantic
aren’t I?
Tattoo’d poetry 

on a tongue
not 
speaking

on a body of work 
spent unspent
love let loose 

on a deep
French Kiss
tatoo'd poetry 

on a tongue
locked in 
your everything

diving deep 6 
into you 
like Persephone

underground 

I’d rather be a carwreck 
driven 100 mph or more 
slammed up against your wall 

with purile certainty
fingers entwined
the plot curled, legs twisting

fingers deep
in ink
Well, bursting

I’m deep 
like deep Red bells tolling 
out there 

in that walk on water 
ocean of yours 
sharks circling

I ride 
their sandpaper backs
holding tight onto their quartz fins 

their razor sharp teeth 
cutting up all my pages 
in the in-between 

emerged in everything 
the losses over
every winning win

the black and white
Orcas circling grin
wolves like words 

come to save me 
and I am yours
eventually, heaven ridden 

Well, 
I’m deep 
6 ft in 

another

4 and 20 
blackbirds 
risen



Candide Diderot. ‘24

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