I like the way
I have taken on some of your habits.
I have taken to showering
in the dark.
At the precise hour
when the twilight
flows like a purple scarf,
I step into the water-
the soap is a translucent mint-scented fish in my slippery hands
and the moon is so faint
I want to bite it out of the sky.
I owe this to you.
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