I don't know why
the back of this desk
warms my feet.
no fire there.
--
one room has a bed
another a desk
I
can travel to where
my function lives
or wander in -- be told -- here : sleep ; here : write; here : chewcudchew
can bodies be rooms
this one : love
this : depend
this : discuss?
----
cold air where was warm air
that open window
where the rooms with no function have no doors
my right body colder than my left body
warm feet
crickets call
who calls me
----
we'll write our stories
and include others
if they sign off
---
jaw's tight
teeth meet teeth
holding one another in
each open mouth risks spilling a weak word
an admission --- I AM -- am not --
imagine : the burning bush... "I'm not that" "I want to be"
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