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Into Our Ether House

Stray with Me

By Stephanie KunkelPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Ether House

You found me behind empty menus –

erased. I was a discarded napkin,

an appetizer. Fumbled like funneling glass

I said goodbye to metal on wrist and found

you below me. Bellow into me.

Storm like thrifty clouds and seldom sound

& music as it spits and twists into our mouths,

tied into our ether house.

You were one abstracted number and I

wanted you to qualify, quantify. Say I.

I wanted you to flower through

each ajar piece of mine

& rest with me.

surreal poetry
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