box i
box i
it was fun 1
(it was first time, 2
it was garden salad, 3
this is marriage talk and i’m 4
singing the carriage ballad) 5
but scary when she proposed 6
that we nestle down in nettles, 7
take off the clothes 8
and practice banging what we 9
had no right to call kettles. 10
the retroactive malice was impractical. 11
that i, the boy, 12
should touch your chalice 13
was improbable 14
but i did 15
and this or nothing, 16
you can trust, 17
you can taste these fingers 18
if you must. impossible? 19
say so quietly 20
and this is bowl of fruit, 21
this is still birth, 22
beg me to forget, 23
i think i shall not 24
till i lay breathing beetle worms 25
tucked in the earth. 26
when it was done and i was hid, 27
killing spirits, leeching id till bled, 28
a die, a day, a night, a hood, 29
i wished for the luxury of 30
thinking i’d forgotten and 31
that you understood. 32
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