Last Year
A bicuspid valve has two points, a line: point
to point, A to B, a tooth.
She doesn’t use furniture, instead she stays
upright only lying down to sleep.
Two men endure. They endure apart and
endure together and in the end endure.
Like a nautilus, out growing chambers,
sealing them off, I run rings around myself.
In the blue-dark of pre 6am I walk naked
through the house, the curtains open.
One night I roll over in bed and you crawl up
under my chin and stay there.
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