I read a note out loud to myself:
everything that is really hard
is going to save your life
and a blackbird landed on the branch
waiting to hunt,
waiting for the buzz of cicadas
to start again.

that reminds me:
i’m emaciating,
starved from the looking
without touching and
I want too much
has many meanings.
I read the words aloud again
and pour myself a bowl
of almonds.

then you become the braced
masochist and I become
the looming hit.

“maelstrom”

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