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En Passant
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65 En Passant Tongue sharp cutting night aspen dark waits in my mouth remembering your kiss curl. This leaf where green flutters is also my life. Fingers tight fingers your breath holds in breath. The small glows of iridescent fireflies along the river testify the current drags a long way wrinkles gurgles. You’ve already swayed astray, my hand trying to hold fast to, strung taut nerves close in my fist. Seeing leaves move, I breathe say this is my life again shiver gone & repeat what I dare see of you in me in reverse only turned away. This page intentionally left blank. ...