You
You
you were my
sea urchin
my turtledove
but your
name was also Acacia
my Cuban prostitute
my día tras día tras día
the absurdity of a loveless morning
yes, you have so many names I can’t
single you out as a single person
my Juno
my next trick
but everything is such a lost cause
that it really doesn’t matter what I
call you
the bathroom mirrors are all foggy
my bear with a half beard
my fifteen past seven
my hundred petal lotus
my fifteen past seven
my hundred petal lotus
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