today is a smooth Italian
glove; I swim in a pond
of opera
and invoke the names
of your foreign love;
my cities are forgotten.
if you agree
to meet me at a river mouth,
we could play
rat and raft;
we could hold fast
for three pretty moments;
no one needs to disappear.
your family
is safe with me.
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Rat and raft an outstretched hand over the ledge.
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