Inanimate intimacy in the plural Couples under their dark covers The distance between one body and another An echo chamber against every stone The distance between lovers in a rock-lashing wave The solitude of two together under the waters of night Or the flattened space between two people on a bus Talking above the low beams of a few lost trucks Seeking their destruction or their portion elsewhere A road imagined as a slick for words in a discrete stream Flawless enamel the tongue slides along Or skates off into a future illumined within a highway sign At the lip of revelation comes denouement or slow torturous sleep Because traveling does not follow music Only music brings the body down from the sky The solid body in its partial form
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