Poetics

an interruption

dawn’s perfect utility is
the old vision i have of you —
you changing, an old ghost,
a body in awkward motion
saying your latin prayers,
but really dancing to soukuss.

you,
come back to claim
what was left behind

altered, in a way destroyed,
changed forever
even if that change is beautiful.

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