“Drowned Scavengers”

26 Jan

“Drowned Scavengers”

Lick a lot of fences we paint

in the underwater shipyard,

scraps of silk and cashmere

where the flammable blindfold

meets the underwater sun

you worked until the clock dropped back

behind your bed and sleepy-headed

treats at the end of spears

to tempt the fish

whose life you gave me

the blindfolds sweaty

werewolf hands

the chokehold backlit by Ferris wheels.

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