inamorata

poems 1 Minute

©2022 Michael Raven

between odds and ends
& the moonfall drawn down
inamorata, have you
dulled your razorblades?
no, doubts remain

my lips edge twilight
i struggle to recall
you shaping the nightsilver
moving thin, lean
between walls
seeking then
whatever you thought
you sought

was it anything at all?
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