to me you are sage.
we run across the fields.
the buckwheat touches our souls.
remember? remember
our moonrise.
dill in my head.
please be careful with it.
it can get as dry as my soles.
can you? you can, right?
pour me a glass of tears.
i will drink it by the moonset.
why did you have to hide it?
get the moon out of your closet.
let it breathe in and out.
my mind is full of dust.
let us bathe in the moonlight.
switch our skulls and
cut our minds.
hold my hand.
can you feel the blood?
purple as my lips. running like a cat.
under the green moon.
chasing my mind.
can you?
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