The sky is bleeding out
Sweet tangerine
Liquid lip licking sugar
Purple patchy pockets carved into
Rusty exoskeleton shells
Shiny beetle backbones
Under our feet.

We cannot catch it
So we let it fall
Our skin absorbing
Each other
From the clouds

You edge your index finger
Around my hunger
Crimson cracks in my eyes
Vibrating at high frequency
Only partially protected
Behind the solar shades

I’m caught in geometric half shapes
I’m caught in old sticky wishes
If I keep struggling, my love
You won’t be able to see me –
I will

You check your reflection
In me
And click your tongue
You look dreadfully beautiful through
My lens
The sun dripping orange blood
Hot and delicious
Across your face

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