Savour her,

fallen wide-eyed past all

essential change.

               Still,

she’s altered—

cracked resewn tissue broken

anatomy mistaken.

You are penitently resolved

not to imagine anything.

               This is how to forget a name:

               brook no loyalty;

               turn;

               go over, no

               go around, reluctantly,

               the common ground.

Oh, but her hands utter,

sigh wild fingers, shudder

between the boughs

oh ache and listen.

The respectable night buried, you hear

her body,

a word haunted again.

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