suddenly the sweetness of some fruit
i can't recall
memory's maw models some flowery drupe,
a mango
spread across a lisp thin wheat
the saccharine spear implacable
i heave on repeat, breathe
in hopes of dislodging the pneumonic
of seeds, split and juice — an unmistaken
missing flame
[for Matthew Rohrer, 062120121546]
[for Matthew Rohrer, 062120121546]
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