in the dark, I still
fall, too brittle to wait for it to be real again,
in the dark, I search
for a place to place my tongue as I feel the snake sniffing as if to strike
in the dark, I clutch
the gear shift with both hands, trying to get the gears to mesh
in the dark, I wait
for the moment when it becomes real again, the way that first kiss was real,
and the first touch of all her sacred places
in the dark, I kiss
again, I touch again, and find that place to place my tongue fingering my snake
in the dark I still
believe anything is possible, even when it is not, even when it's all I wish
for all the time
in the dark
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