(23) leaf litter

the stink of wealth, or blood

you are a freshly-minted dollar,
your copperhead eyes, the stink
of wealth, or blood;

Osho was obsessed with toads and
the sound of clear springwater.

I am obsessed with lying
about poets I barely know.
you taste like lily-pads feel.
cool and glabrous.

nice things that can be said about you:
your mottled lips are hairless.
your body is
mostly devoid of scales.
you breathe like mud and
daybreak dappled across old trees.

amphibian means you live
in both the dry land of my longing
and the puddled wet of desperation

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