it is at night
this is ritual. when we
invent some word
of mixed company. we
find some way past
time. inching closer
to fantasy. to
discover flesh
like the first time.
trying to enter the temple,
we need to talk to god.
this is the way and we
cannot let go.
even with sweat or tears.
and sometimes blood
or other parts
of a protein ocean.
this is the only time we
talk to each other.
to god?
we end in sleep.
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