dancing in a shared solstice body
whose light belongs to whom? who
cares. did you know? i have no light
of my own, am a wreckage of previous
collisions orbiting a stronger force. love,
it bends me into belonging and i am tender
toward the world, gawking at the holey husk
of lotus, smooth from time at shore, how it buckles
into bone from oncegreen flesh---slender neck and all.
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