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#natalie diaz i would die for ur poetry
gay-snom · 3 years
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compilation of poetry that makes me feel hunger and if i could draw i would make gay comics about
If I try running off into the deep-purpling scrub brush,
you will remind me,
There is nowhere to go if you are already here,
say, Here, Love, sit here — when I do,
I will say, And here I still am.
Until then, Where are you?
In the tourmaline dusk I go a same wilding path,
pulled by a night’s map into the forests and dunes of your hips,
divining you from rivers, then crossing them—
proving the long thirst I’d wander to be sated by you.
I confuse instinct for desire—isn't bite also touch?
Some things cannot be charted—
the middle-night cosmography of your moving hands,
the constellation holding the gods
of your jaw and ear.
In your hands I am a coming vessel,
an empty boat, willing to be helmsman or helmed,
moored, made fast—shackled and filled.
More pilgrimage than wandering. More mercy
than amaze. I will follow this wet map of you
along whatever remains of the corridors of my life.
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