flip the stars

i counted 44 before i left

and, earlier, a silvery fox welcomed me home

literally caught there, in my softgold headlights, just like


oh, wait, she changed it up on you

lust like i told you


someone deer

Woman, hear me, you are dear

You are essential and you are everywoman

You (with your coffee, cream, lotus tea and earthen skin) are whom i am speaking to now

this late-ish moment, white hallway light, ficus shining on the dark computer screen

i thought i was speaking to a man (and he was pretty, too)

oh wait, YOU changed it up on ME

that’s what’s up

that’s what’s flip

best catch me before i fly up, and flip just a bit too far

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