the sore
sound
of your tone
reflects
on the waves
of our boredom.
as he creeps over there, near the creek.
so they strip down for him,
dropping skin like selkies.
he is known to be gone in one week.
and his adorers are stunned somehow reckless.
they ll clap when you re gone
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