Grooves

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come, lie with me
it is just a matter of time before
the ocean takes us away
again, we melt together
like resin, we fill the grooves
of an old wooden coffee table
we, pale bodies, like
marbled driftwood cities
afloat, in the distance
there is nothing out there but us


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