{short poem from a long van ride}

when the white dwarf star collapses, not even light escapes

we drop on each other like overripe fruit,
our mouths hot halved pomegranates, all seeds
running, humid logic of lips, whisper Narcissus
sweet, the god tongue humming, all our lost causes
(these faces) (what animal) loose
by the river, that bad mirror, excuse (shhhhh)
to tear god off in chunks, salt, soften, chew
(blaspheme) lap sins like saltwater, husk flesh back to please
god yes, cross ourselves with apricot hands and bruise
you, all tender all red (new) but you knew that
knew bruise knew (this) fruit knew Narcissus
even Narcissus drowning for you

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thoughts?