Let’s Extinguish the Fire Without Water

Let’s extinguish the fire without water, or sand, let’s ask the wolf
and the rotunda statues to pursue us through yet another summer—
unplant me, shapeshift you, loveflesh the flesh back into us—
roust the moon into some new patterns. Let’s open the museum
inside every letter, every hidden name, and share one chrysalis where
even you and I sleep together to form a different myth.

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