possible world

tell me the story again
about how you and
she, and how i touch
her unusually and what
you think of what i
imagine in case she
and i, in the desert
may come to under
stand in the best of
all possible bodies we
might inhabit a world
of our own but let’s
not think too hard;
my lips graze hers’
the asphalt crumbles
and what you know
when you, a man,
cross that line is not
far from where i begin
to walk the earth

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