Frank Prem

From NASA with love for Christmas: skin like ice like sun-melt

flesh

my flesh

like ice
is dried
and broken

let my humors
rise
run free

a-floating

frosted sand
and crackled skin
I lie exposed

waiting
I wait

sun
come melt me
down

sun come melt me
down

sun
come melt me down
and down

down again

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