If from imperial shores
I had not gathered in
my regiments of devious
days and spiritual nights
and spent them all
on your face would we
not have bought that futon
one winter’s worth of
holding on to one another
nor would I now believe
I willed the whole thing
into being while playing
the part of someone
helplessly swept along.
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