Rayme

you’re sore
from having your big heart
walled up
but please, do not kick at the stall.
your need, it irritates her.
you are nutty, but respect the wooden wish.

go figure.

watch parades of paying customers led out,
smell the sweet spring grass on their return, and wait.
do not protest the box,
which you may freely turn about in

here, lean into my fist
until you drift and stumble.
we have love.

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