RULING REPTILES

By Zoé Orfanos

Lately my dreams have been endings,

corpse-blunt and scaled,

a crocodilian drag

away from the light.

But awake is not immune.

Dawn sharpens endless

ordinary weapons, like a child

grinds their pencil to a point.

These sun-smoothed objects

trail shadows as jagged as teeth:

a cracked and gleaming hull, an endless

driving heat, two lips shielding a scream.

Lately my days have been endings.

Drawing the clouds in close,

nuzzling the fading greys,

sinking into lightless release.

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