Dare we flash each other with bare breast?
tissue collapsed on jutting bone & teeth
sometimes red
others white
weening the language of fidelity out of mind, ear drum & cerebral lobe
Dare we throw question to the wind & appear?
naked under clothes
& delivery trucks
& Manhattan hurricanes?
Maybe i will spy on you.
Fly down with cardboard wings covered in Lycra
kissing those who have nothing better to do
you & I: in relative boredom: together
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