Fourth from the left, one right of center
there is a gap.
It is the intimacy
of this awareness
that I have before
mistaken as sacred,
as ancient.
Teeth, moon, bone
(recurring themes).
I know this because
I’ve been close enough to see it.
and I know this because
I’ve been close enough to hide it
hush, siren .
(or avoidance)
don't smile.
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