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My family does own some land where the river is wide

At night I see my memories dimly dying on the other side

I know that I am now all bitterness and tart

Anatomy to me is a homesick stomach and a broken heart

You rest-stops in the midnight are like friends I’ve worn to bone

I only notice that you’re glowing when I’m feeling so ever alone

Drunken with the children now too many times to complain

Trustful was the mouth I turned into a lustful sopping hole and

Now it’s nothing but a bathtub drain

The Latter-Days are harder than I ever could’ve known

Come back to retrieve me sometime soon

If the Latter-Days are ending then I hope I’m ending too

And buried someplace where your breath tastes new to me and

Always blowing, so my body’s bent and bowing

Deep into the day’s ending in summer

The Latter-Days are always panting like a

Second-Comer

All the fleshy statues of the city-square goodbyes

Are flinging smoothe-skin trinities and nakedness

Up into my eyes

Naked swan-necked girls, your arching backs into the sun

The highway ditch’s black clouds split the median and

Breathing in of all the ribs of every bathing one

And in those trash-pit-ponds you bathe and

Oh, how you all gleam

Mindlessly bright where you’re wet in

Your eye-lashing, fluid-splashing, rapid-flashing

Canal-bleaching dream

For me

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