The arc of your back is a rosary my fingers pray
thanking God, unbelieving
working miracles up your spine
stepping stones to the rivers neck
bathing in locks
all life is under calloused digits
lost to the forested eyes
black holes pulling unresistant
colliding electrons, dropping bombs
we were born underwater
walking atop with the birds
emerging fully formed bacteria
dead for our sins
sacrificing ourselves in lost kisses
rolling stones on the nape of your neck
I believe seeing light
the moment of death your lips portend
pulling you closer
faithful, to the sun

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