"Moi aussi"
I need to know you
even as I never know my self
that phantom ache
of amputated innocence
You,
the stirrings of a curtain, dust
settling on sepia cukoo clocks
covers obscuring
Perhaps one day you will become
a benign sentence
an agency
through which to be.
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