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Horsefly
I want you to return, one day,
to tell me nothing more.
With nothing in your hands,
dehydrated from the search.
I want you to become desert,
rainless, surrounded by your corpses.
Unbearably delicious, still warm, uncertain.
Uncertain and crooked.
I want you to transform yourself, for no reason,
into water that is not fit for consumption.
Love, always yours, I'm waiting.
PAR
to tell me nothing more.
With nothing in your hands,
dehydrated from the search.
I want you to become desert,
rainless, surrounded by your corpses.
Unbearably delicious, still warm, uncertain.
Uncertain and crooked.
I want you to transform yourself, for no reason,
into water that is not fit for consumption.
Love, always yours, I'm waiting.
PAR
Published 15th Jul 2022
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18th Jul 2022 6:48pm
I've just found your work, and I'm thrilled at what I'm reading. You're a true writer and poet.
19th Jul 2022 10:28am
