my whole life
like a willow bends to the water
like an overflowing sink
i’ve had so much love to give
like a child
like a drowning man
i’ve searched for places
places to put it
plastic toys
paper books
then people—
alive and breathing, warm in their skin
more complex
more difficult
but once i’ve tasted
i cannot forget nor replace it
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