All this talk including a tunnel
of kid gloves and landmines went underground.
You were attractive my limbs
in sequels and spoofs, commemoration my organs
with friends mystified, whose names like patients’ names.
Our clumped desire stirs and how
when unwound, as with DNA, it sweetly wounds us.
Wish in the right place, you said, is count misplaced
or no desire at all. But I nearly, in my dreams I day-dream,
in my dreams I do not hope.
Where were you when was I? Counting down
the decades for the prize as casualty of our whilom war.
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