A Love Story for Two Researchers
We came to those vacant hills
To find the animals you had heard
Lived there and ate each other
And not to drink the blood of
Boiled leaves and stems
Till our eyes hid all of space
And we rolled screaming
Like the lovers we weren’t
On rabbit scat
And headed back
The next day
Knowing but not
Talking.
To find the animals you had heard
Lived there and ate each other
And not to drink the blood of
Boiled leaves and stems
Till our eyes hid all of space
And we rolled screaming
Like the lovers we weren’t
On rabbit scat
And headed back
The next day
Knowing but not
Talking.
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This is Ying-Ying, btw
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