"Thorns"
Cheryl Savageau
You jump in religious ecstasy
on Mémère's bed
and I jump beside you
staring at the twin hearts
floating against the blue sky
one circled by thorns
the other by roses
They're bleeding
you screech in my ear
in mid-jump
I am watching you
not the hearts
I sleep under every night
No they're not, I say
Yes, look, they're bleeding, you insist
your
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