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sweet
One thinks odd things at times... i know.
i fold myself end under end
left under right, carefully
squeezing out the juice
until i fit inside a Domino sugar packet.
the last thought, before
the last breath, was about
a hummingbird i saw
in 1991. dead now
thirteen or fourteen years
but present, and sucking
the nectar from this sweet
crystallized moment.
do you love me? I wonder
but do not ask, because
there is no air in here
i wait for coffee.
left under right, carefully
squeezing out the juice
until i fit inside a Domino sugar packet.
the last thought, before
the last breath, was about
a hummingbird i saw
in 1991. dead now
thirteen or fourteen years
but present, and sucking
the nectar from this sweet
crystallized moment.
do you love me? I wonder
but do not ask, because
there is no air in here
i wait for coffee.
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