fishes crawl in, my darling, my love

the big soak, the sweet leech, the you

float-my-boat-i-belong-to-you

song in me. hum the vibrations

to my cheek. nose to eye. eye to fringe,

to temple wet right onto your satellite

skin so cold but soft with saltiness.

water from my eyes. water from my

eyes. the sting i feel be shell, be tears,

be life saturated through me. we. give

me the words to increase us with,

to make a double us. for now. for

the word zebra comes from the word zevra, which is an old portuguese word that means 'wild ass'.

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