castor and pollux

you’ve always been conjoined, gemini.

a starling’s beak dipped in the spiral
of sprawl born in instantaneous flash
:
a mash stagger of cotton draped flesh in
mesh of concrete, steel and sewer.

nothing

ever wins out as gravity shrinks your
final doorway pencil mark back down
to the floor boards, to

soil.

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