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these

matters of the heart

are barely

smoked up rooms

where you lay down your bones

when you’re feeling

sentimental

meanwhile

I sport wallpaper skin

you nail photographs

to my chest

straightening

whistling

around our shortcomings

I’ve never been one for interpretive dance –

all elbows, you are

whole body, I am

so now

I steer my grief

so much like a ship’s sails

around your ambiguity

that is haunting me