you gather the ducks,
and tell them one by one, their names.
you teach chicken pox to scar, harder.
when light blooms in your perception,
it is always new suns being born
and old suns annihilating.
scorpions sting you,
and you are only in pain as
long as you want to be.
I am embarrassed when I jolt
away from your sting.
bring me up more often when
you are talking to new men.
Lay into me with adopted hostility, and
then share your cat food with my family.
Let them know I was brave enough
to look you right in the eye.
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