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Brother. We were carried by the same vessel. Chariot of life, out of the dark and into the glow. You are my earliest memories. We were cradled by tall grasses and coral beds, war chants in a sunset clearing. We are marked with mud. I see you.
Trust me, nimble darling. The Sun and Moon eclipse on each of your wrists when you put your arms around my neck. I kiss each one, planting my lips on celestial bodies.
Your body is a box of matches all a-struck. Your arms and legs are firewood. You, my dear, are kindling. My lovely Joan Of Arc, my glowing effigy. You burn so bright and warm and true. You, my dear, are kindling.
I fast from everything save you. You are the morsel I am given daily and am grateful for. I draw you into my mouth like a small fish and you take my tongue, the bait I have laid for you.
