to be determined

from fences and valleys to reclaiming my breath,
as it wafts towards plush, patiently, present
carefully dissolving my aches along a 20 block walk through Times Square
in this city that has ceased to be a center
A phrase I have heard more than once
and the footsteps that bring me to a gateway,
along a groove that opened a tin box of teas
with men that hold grapes above my lips and lie with me as I eat them
Steering desire into something that doesn’t bruise my skin and scuff my heart
as I warm my hands with a state that rises daily, like the sun

2008 litl d

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