12.16.20
FOX.HYDE
I’m a breath that keeps repeating itself
and I’m okay with that
that’s the tannin in your wine
same polyphenols binding to your proteins
staining your teeth
more proof of white smiles hiding the night before
must be the moonlight who plays tug-o-war with the tides of our animal
capricious, revealing, or playful
your choice
unzipping the human from the palms to feel what voice feels like
same way bare-feet are can be iris and retina
dirt tans a cooling coat
callouses passions’ bicep