snakebite

if i knew what hardened your hands to stone
i’d suck it right of out you. a breathless attempt
at your salvation.

you stiffen–the flowerbeds on your chest decompose
underneath the kisses i try to plant. i panic.

i am trying to remember remedies
i never learned.

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