admiring the moon in the drive-thru
the clouds unhinge their wet wolf jaws and take the moon into their mouth.
brand-bright and haloed, she steadily burns through their belly.
how much life has sitting in a car seat chewed out of me?
and could the clouds spit up Selene’s cud?
and could that please just make it worth it?
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It makes it worth it, beyond a doubt…