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Unpitched & underpublished.
when a boy plays peter pan then
some year after year his voice would break
his body strain muscles mass wrestle free
his beard a tell breaking loose of the young or the green
and he would no longer fly.
but if i woman
took on the suit then
still wild at thirty at forty
laugh dew light dancing
unshadowed & weightless scent
forestborne greenhorne each dimple
each jab forgiven & winsome
hair a peter cut because it on
a woman makes the eternal boy
a woman is a wanting
a girl is a gasp a
boy is a sigh
the gift of daggers to the sky
i make a man shoot star water
dappling black sheets
gravity is how women beckon
the wet of atmosphere
the expansion of space
inhale or exhale which came first?
you-- i-- fold and unfold
truth bodied & tactile language,
in and out until everything is new
a woman is a secret
a boy is a fact
or statement a girl can rewind time
men interrupt space with limbs
while women like me are so
nothing as to be all
i hold the deepest hunger
no monolith or obelisk can please
i demand tribute i take all light,
men like you liquid things to fill me
where is my boy that gives and takes
i am a girl that births sustains destroys
i am that i am both neither and both
a man has me erupt
(fire is blood to a meteor and)
i have him accept, embrace
we fold together make breath
we original singular mass defeat heat death
