Wednesday, May 23, 2012

two suns


1
it sears,
digging into my skin.
errant radiation finding the knots
of DNA, a viable mutation waiting
for the starting gun of mitosis.


2
your hair flairs golden, an adoration
wrapping me in light that digs into my heart.
though tanned, preserved against decay, it
can not resist the catalyst
of touch




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