petal
notice the single petal
of a flower pulled
from the patch near
the cloud shaped stones
we found it
pointing at the
saltwater sentience
“it is alive”
we muttered beneath
each fragrant breath
all the air in our lungs
drug over this one
remaining
petal
and if you agree
we get to have that
most alive thing between us
the breathing, heavy, real connection
truth and greed
i’ll take you when i need you
you can have me always
all ways
now
it was there for us
singularly
under the old tree
a representation of everything
possible
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