"Who told you
you were visible?”

God said,

meaning naked
or powerless.

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We had planned this meeting
in advance,

how we’d address each other,

how we’d stand
or kneel.

Thus our intentions
are different

from our bodies,
something extra,

though transparent
like a negligee.

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Though a bit sketchy,

like this palm’s
impression of a tree—

flashing scales,

on the point of
retraction.

But sweet.
You don’t understand!

Like a lariat made of scalloped bricks

circling a patch
of grass