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Desire Loves Disaster

I should have spoken clearly / made known

the consequences of not accepting an offer

even though I offered nothing

and there were never any consequences

trick question / minus question

minus trick / minus minus

see how everyone heads for the shore

to greet the unseen vessel

that’s devoured half the horizon

but they find instead the moon’s

portrait sketched on the water

I say this / as though you were not everyone

as though the moon had only a stump

of chalk

and nothing better to sketch

than its bleached and bloated self

the beach is lined with lit-up skulls

every eye a lighthouse / beaming into flotsam

but they won’t save us

my country runs to the edge

and throws itself in

when I said beach I meant cliff