Complicated

complicated

All our warm and complicated flesh,

meager, eager, fevered for rest,

the sweetness, then nakedness burnished,

idly worshiped, and now

the mornings, steeped with stinging dew, but

it is through,

and we have done well.

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Author: Steven Baird

Writer, amateur photographer, ad compositor and chicken herder.

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