we flutter a delicate
we seek snow and find instead
pupils spark turned upwards
blinking blind from fire to sky
a scintilla
a meteor
piles of dead insects
in your bed
blast-away motes
cautious in the cateye
hallowed holes for cantankerous crabs
a daring blink and the universe will skip us
so here you slide your hand up my thigh
the polyester sleeping bag swishes around us
a whispering windstorm amid giggles and burps
we seek fall and find instead
rain
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