Dreaming in x’s

Picture a throat
with an arrow through it 
blood red
and bandaged

blue and orange feather veined
fletchings hen and cock
up to the nock

never fails to fly,
unlearnable sky
yearns after you & you & you.

Hearts a churner
germs into turnworms
nuclei on the move 

charges like waves
through doubling slits
lalangue bends bright
vafrous & fulgid

like looking into your eyes 
canal side at night
and all the billions shine,
notoriously ripe -

And after the fall
forever & a drone
hugger mugger
buoy & spiller 
natatorious crazy bone.

2nd draft

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