Ring Eat Gone

You drown me in my sleep
Like lovers who are walking away
While I live this inside
And am desperately not
Defining rings and hating
things that are closed

All describing circles
Of pensive bodies
Feel us and revolve, anxious

I am what was consumed
To relinquish energy,
To die and make part of
All the other new, fine things
You rotate with and make love.



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