how do you want me?
face down in the dirt
where i'll choke on reasons
why i love you
each one clinging on my lips
not wanting to be admitted
perhaps my back to the wet grass
you standing over me
the sun peering over your shoulder
only partly eclipsed
i'll squint as i try to memorize your shape
against the bullying sky
and you'll trace my shape with twigs
leaving my outline on the ground
when you pick me up
sling me over your shoulder
take me home
and love me
however
whatever.
//lala
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