Today the doctor asked if I was planning on
keeping it Right now it is a little grainy moon
distorted by dark waves that I know
with the slightest change of tide
might pull us closer together Being in love is like
drowning in space oh baby you gaslight me so hard
The days when you pretend we do not know each other
fill me with all this understanding for foxes
how they scream in the night for want of sex Imagine
your reaction to something concrete
proof of a world in which we have both existed
momentarily even if it is just this
this malformed pearl ready to be crushed