loving you up
delmar cannot stop thinking
about the horny toad heartbeat —
rhythm cleaved from body,
what it means
to be remade
by god & siren.
my thoughts do not run so deep.
i cannot stop thinking,
for example,
of our thumbs pressed together,
how our heartbeats were carved
from the same riverbank,
& how impossible we have made it
to divide pulse from pulse in the dark.
nest relief :: begging call
all night
i am open
to you
all night, my mouth
finds new ways
of calling you
& when i wake
still cocooned
in you
you pull me
closer, saying
come here
saying all night
i thought about
you
7 minutes in heaven
tell me you love me
but shhh —
so quietly that the universe
cannot hear you.
god knows
she doesn’t need us
putting any more ideas
in her head.
when you say you love me) what you mean is
god was never
the blueprint.
we were
& are.
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