our hearts have become so entangled,
i don't know where my own
has gone.and yours has begun to drown me;
your desire filling itself in the spot of
my organ that seems to be missing.[mechanical mixture (n.) —
a mixture whose components can be
separated by mechanical means.]
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Poetryyou've left me; constellations left unstrung within my veins. highest ranking; #2 in poetry november 2018