poetry

halved-sun horizons

we are icebergs, lovers
drifting in the cold sea
colliding, in the randomness
leaving gouged scrapes
memory’s cleaved edges
and itchy crystalline residue
pieces of our leprosy
left behind
melting
into the salt-foam waves
as we carry on
toward our halved-sun horizons
all of us–
passerby

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