01. shoals

two nineteen in the morning: on the bedroom floor in a pair of red fleece feeties
with monkeys on the feet, unzipped to the waist
on red fleece knees with my arms X’ed over stretch marks and my breasts hanging
full silk and somewhat lopsided globes inside the weak restraint of a black lace bra,
i thought of you and wondered if i was light enough to swim in you
despite the realization that you only like weightless girls because
no one else could float in such shallowness.


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