2. Earth

in so deep

/yeah, so
that it
get darker

I’ve watched how your body shines in the water,
that beetle skin, wrapped around your finger,
glinting in the summer / like a solar flare
of my affection.

My promised direction to you.

I’m always talking about what I remember,
the truth is, all my memories have been
enigmatic patterns in black noise / now
all my memories are of you. 

The End

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