I believe in metamorphosis,
fragile ornamental butterflies with sealed mouths
my lover's compassion in midnight wakefulness -
death-nausea, that I will disappear in dreams -
raptor-swoop from behind, benign tranquility
savaged as by pirates, my Mom's longing dimming
too, soon gone. Hard laughter. After, allelulias'
capacity to comfort comes in ancient tongues,
orcas' breech, wind's salt-taste gasp, the raspy gunnels -
I pledge to run into the hubbub, not abstain.
estuary, cassowary, temporary -
every perfect peach uneaten cautionary.
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