I am god drawn and
celibate and obsessively
testing myself.

You’re something else:
something that can’t
hang around
but also
can’t spell retreat.


I’m panting from the sun stroke
like an 
exiled Saudi
falling in love with every mirage that promises
water
mouth
swift recompense

“waiting”

 

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