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fall up the moon,
and talk if you want
(but she might not talk back).

one word to use but fingers
hailing with skins, and bones, and
maybe even the veins of a poet
saying there're not enough razors
to open her lungs.

fall up the moon,
and talk if you want
(but kneecap letters
and river-run wrists

  might never talk back).