“This Reflection Casts a Shadow”
You never told me
about the raccoons living here
or your marital highways
as the raccoon in the suit
is upstairs waiting for me
to light this gas and fade away
brilliant sunshine from all radiators
never a flame forever
we play our part, our favorite roles
I’m moving away
I’m not that sort of person anymore
who can move with a place
this diet of lasting years
leaves me tethered to a tiger’s tongue
wandering through the fields
the zeal of tundras
and ravens at my back
I’d clear my name
in the flexing eyes of crossbows
hawks wear leather bags
because this crossroad
and dye our darlings
and all the memories cold reptile toes
and blue show me a guide to mend garden crawling up our beds
the rain is a pelt, happy to be worn
and your wild eyes through the years
this is the poison part
with all they glided over lilies.
nicholauspatnaude 
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