Buoyancy

I wake up
my limbs
are easy
in their
mobility
like i’ve
been put
back in
the gentle
amniotic
fluid
of yes—
I am
viscous
matter
I am
buoyant
like in my
dreams
floating along
the current
search is
for the first,
last,
the only
way to
say I love
you—
i love you
feels like crepe
paper
on my tongue
it sticks there
a little sweet
begging me
to swallow
to take in
its fullness
its weight
—lessness
stay with me?
here in
the afterbirth
of our confessions
join me
hold my limbs
accountable,
against your
mind, body
hold me
easy, gently
hold me
down

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