(little start to somethin’)

drink from the pool
in my lap. use your
mouth or the tiny
vacancies at the
vertex of your eyes.
even your skin
will work. you are
more hole than
full. i am a mess
of leaky pipes.
the pool grows,
spills over folded
knees. tell me
my insides taste
like crunchy green
grapes or artichoke
hearts. something
original. you are
here to keep this
excess reasonable.

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