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A Kiss
One wave falling forward meets another wave falling
Forward. Well-water,
Hand-hauled, mineral, cool, could be
A kiss, or pastures
Fiery green after rain, before
The grazers. The kiss like a shoal of fish whipped
One way, another way, like the fever dreams
Of a million monkeys the kiss
Carry me closer than your carotid artery to you
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