Brewing

The one who dreams
is going to be the one
who pulls you to your
wants–what do you need
to make your wings glow?

Even if it’s gore, but
the intention does not have
a good idea… Don’t drink
from her hands and feet,
I have– drip dripping

then evaporation. I’m sure
there’s a new one: a position
in the breaking surf where
you can cradle and salt young
hearts, prepare for land.

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